" When we’re drunk on my heat pheromones, the five of us would fuck anything from a key lime pie to a tree bole, but when the madness dies, I’m always left wondering if our pack has chemistry or just convenience.
I don’t even know if I wantì> them all to want me, but my hormones are so fucked up that my switch is forever flipped to possessive bitch. "
― Lola Rock , Pack Darling: Part One (Pack Darling, #1)