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

Cameron ran home. He wasn’t psychic, no matter what Reid had tried to push at him the other day. The feeling of the stranger’s eyes on him that followed him all the way home was just Cameron overreacting to another break in his routine, another deviation from his normal. That was all. Maybe the stranger was someone he’d seen around town, or someone his grandfather had known when he’d been a kid. This wasn’t something to be concerned about.


Jason was up when he got back, waiting with coffee. “You run every morning?” he asked, shaking his head. “Weirdo.”


Cameron stared at him for a second. “Seriously?” He shook his head. “Just for that, I’m not showering until after coffee.”


Jason made a face. “You do realize that a werewolf’s nose is like six thousand times more sensitive than a human’s, right?”


Cameron grinned at him, showing teeth. “That thought had occurred to me.” He poured himself a fresh mug and sat down. “I take it that Reid’s not an early riser?”


Chapter 31