Chapter 21

“Jason!” Reid barked, from his position on the floor. “Can’t you see that you’re the problem here?” Reid rubbed at his temple and sighed. “Look. He doesn’t trust us and he doesn’t trust us because you’re not being honest with him.”

Jason turned to look at Reid. “You don’t really think—”

“If we want to see this through, I do.”

Cameron balled his hand into a fist. “I’m getting very tired of this.”

“I’m a werewolf,” Jason told him, a vicious little grin playing across his lips. “The ‘allergy’ from before was triggered by a silver knife in Reid’s bag, one he has to use to harvest some of the herbs he uses for rituals.”

Cameron pursed his lips, torn between laughter and rage. He chose laughter. “Right. A werewolf.” He shook his head. “You’ve got two minutes.”

Jason shook his head, looking like a cartoon animal who’d been hit in the head with a mallet. “You don’t believe me.”