Havermouth, Present TimeCameron looked at Rhett and then Jules, trying to decide whether to trust the strange werewolf or not. “How did you get here?” He asked slowly, turning his eyes back to the elegant man in his midnight blue velvet jacket. It was a nice jacket, Cameron thought, and would fit him. He imagined it on him, paired with a tie and a bare chest, and how his mates would look at him, and slid a look at Rhett, who grinned back at him.Cameron laughed under his breath, before refocusing on the other man. “We need to know more about you, before we can decide whether to trust you,” he explained.Connery’s eyes swept around the room, before he stepped closer. “Three hundred years ago,” he said softly as he put his hand into his pocket. He drew out a length of black. Hair, Cameron saw. Braided and tied at top and bottom. “My mate was… well, I needed a healer. Meguitte,” his thumb stroked over the braid of hair. “Helped where others would not. She saved my mate’s life, for a tim
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