Цитаты из книги Wolf Hunt 2

Shane bit off all of the fingers on the vagrant's right hand, laughing a wolfish laugh as ten gouts of blood sprayed everywhere. Crabs watched, breathing heavily. As always, he looked like he wanted to start playing with himself. The pervert probably would, if he didn't know that Robyn would freak out. Shane slid one of his talons across the vagrant's neck, slowly, deep enough to trace a thin red line but not enough for blood to spurt. Then, the time for subtlety apparently over, he slashed his claws across the vagrant's upper thigh, taking out a huge chunk. The vagrant clutched at his wound as he tumbled to the ground. Shane couldn't talk as a wolf, so he switched back to human to say, "You like that? How'd that feel, huh? How'd that feel?" He actually didn't need to do a full transformation to speak, but having a human head on a wolf-man body looked ridiculous. He kicked the vagrant in the stomach. When the vagrant moved his hand to grab his stomach, Shane kicked his leg wound. "Feels good, huh? Feels nice? Having a good time? <...>" Shane transformed back, and then went absolutely berserk on the vagrant's leg, slashing it apart, strip by strip, until there was more bone visible than flesh. The vagrant remained conscious. Robyn was impressed. "You like that?" asked Shane, human again. "Like that, faggot? Like seeing the inside of your leg?" Shane waved over at Crabs. "C'mon, Crabs, get over here! It's not fair for me to have all the fun!" Crabs glanced at Robyn, as if asking permission. Robyn shook her head. Crabs ignored her and hurried over to the fallen vagrant. "Let's wishbone him!" Shane said. "C'mon, he's still got a good leg! Let's wishbone him!" Crabs transformed. He looked even worse as a werewolf than he did as a human, with his greasy fur, bony arms, and a hairless tail that made him look more like a giant rat than a wolf. Shane took one of the vagrant's arms, while Crabs took his good leg. They lifted the thrashing vagrant off the ground, then tugged. Last time, they'd been disappointed when the victim came apart at the waist. This vagrant played by the rules, and his arm ripped off. Shane let him drop, then tossed the arm victoriously into the air. After it landed, he picked it up again, bit off the rest of the hand at the wrist, swallowed, then tossed it to Crabs, who took a generous bite for himself. Shane changed to human yet again. He wiped the blood off his mouth and clapped his hands together. "Let's burn him! C'mon, let's set him on fire!"

Was Mom a werewolf? Was Dad? Were they both? She knew for a fact that a wolf hadn't bitten her, so it had to be inherited, right? Was that why her parents got divorced? Supposedly it was because Dad was cheating on Mom, but what if that wasn't really the reason? What if she'd divorced a werewolf? No. Mom would've told her. Honey, there's something I've got to tell you. You know that one character in Twilight who changes into a wolf? Edward? No, Mom. Edward's the vampire. Jason? Jacob. Jacob. That's right. Well, you're just like him. Sorry.