The Scholarship

Havermouth, five Years Before

Cameron drove her home after lunch. “We have a thing,” he told her cheerfully as he boosted her into the front passenger side of his Ute. In contrast to Rhett and Heath, Cameron’s thoughts were easy going and cheerful. In his mind, they’d get a reprimand and Heath would talk their way out of any real punishment.

His confidence was well founded, as that was what had always happened since they had become a Triquetra with Rhett, and also before as Cameron and Heath had grown up together. Rhett’s lingering grimness was, in Cameron’s mind, due to his father being in town, and the effect Mr Salem’s presence had on the household. With Mr Salem in the house, Mrs Salem was unable to see her lover, and that human lover objected to the ongoing marriage, not understanding werewolves’ ways…

Aislen could sympathize, she thought, with the lover. “What thing?” She asked to see what he would say. Would they continue to pretend that she didn’t know, or would he admit to i