Cameron has built a good life for himself despite his rough start. He can’t trust enough for romance, but he’s okay with that. He’s got good money coming in as a graphic designer and just inherited a duplex in Plymouth from his estranged grandfather, so he doesn’t have to worry about keeping a roof over his head. He likes his tenants, he has friends, and he’s content with that.<br><br>When two guys claiming to be paranormal investigators show up on his doorstep tell him the tenants contacted them about “phenomena” in the house, he knows they’re con men right away. For one thing, they claim he was the tenant. He sends them packing. It doesn’t matter that one of the con artists is the hottest guy Cameron has seen in years -- if anything, that just makes Cameron more suspicious.<br><br>Then things go wrong in the house, things he can’t shrug off or ignore. The past Cameron has worked so hard to leave behind is coming for him, and it’s angry.

Rites of Spring

After Reid had gone through Cameron’s entire side of the duplex, basement to attic, with the burning sage, the atmosphere seemed to have lightened considerably and Cameron felt comfortable going to bed. He bid his companions good night and retreated to his room and lay down.


Jason’s gentle touch, leading him away from that bloody mirror, had shocked him. He hadn’t thought that the smirking, sometimes nasty werewolf had the capacity for that level of kindness. Jason probably did that kind of thing all the time, though. Cameron could imagine Jason corralling hysterical witnesses, holding onto them with gentle arms until they were calm and capable of dealing with whatever horrors they’d just witnessed.


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