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you’re hungry. I know what you young Wolves are like. Never stop eating.”
    Rory looked pointedly at Cormac. “Some of us anyway.”
    Cam stood up, wanting to avert a slanging match between Rory and Mac. “Move, you lot, I want you to get to bed and rest because come first light I’ll be working you hard. I do not want anyone moaning or grumping, understand?”
    As Cam looked around the table each of them nodded, “Good, now go and rest.”
    His Wolves got up, thanking Marie and Angel for the food and bidding everyone goodnight. Fearghas rose, “I’ll show you where you are, lads.”
    As the kitchen emptied Cam turned to his cousin. “Can we go and chat somewhere quiet?”
    Fergie nodded, “Sure, come through to the study.”
    Cam followed behind his cousin’s wheelchair, determined to get him to listen to what he had to say. He didn’t care what the Alpha felt about Witchcraft. If it could help his cousin he was damn sure going to get him to at least try it.
    Even if he locked horns with his uncle. After all, Cam was used to disputes with an Alpha. He’d had a lifetime of it.

 
    ~ Chapter 5 ~
     
    The study looked just as Cam remembered, all dark wood with a fireplace that was alight with logs, the large wooden desk taking up about a third of the room. There were only two armchairs angled toward the fire now, the third obviously taken away to make room for Fergie’s wheelchair.
    He knew his face was showing his sadness at seeing his vibrant and cheeky cousin in a wheelchair so he shut it down. All emotion frozen from his face as he took a seat. Fergie headed to the small cupboard that held his uncle’s best whisky. Although not a patch on his thousand dollar bottles it was still a good strong drink that ran smoothly down your throat.
    “Thanks,” Cam said as he took the generously filled glass Fergie held out to him, “now, can we talk?”
    Fergie grinned, taking a sip of the whisky, “Welcome to Highland Wolf Clan Pack, Cam. It’s been far too long since I saw you.”
    Cam took a drink, raising his glass towards Fergie. “Thank you, though I keep expecting the name to change. Highland Wolf Clan? Kinda far away to keep calling it that.”
    Fergie chuckled, shaking his head as he replied, “Hell, don’t let him hear you say that! ‘It reminds us of our roots, boy. Our roots!’ ”
    Cam burst out laughing as Fergie’s voice took on the exact tone of Fearghas’. “Shit! You’ve got that down even better, Fergie. Has the old man ever heard you? He’d have a fit!”
    Fergie smirked, “Nah, I’m not stupid. I only do it when I know he’s not around.”
    “Well, I can understand him wanting to keep the name then.” Cam took a large pull of his drink, savoring the warmth as it ran down his throat. “Now, Fergie, tell me about Angel.”
    The smile that erupted on the younger Wolf’s face was glorious to see, even a slight blush crept up onto his cheeks. “She’s gorgeous isn’t she? I don’t know how I got so lucky. I’m over the fucking moon she agreed to our mating.”
    Cam’s hand came up, halting his cousin. “Again, I don’t mean to be crass but are you two fully mated?”
    Fergie laughed, his eyes twinkling with mischief. “Hell, yeah! I’m still fully functional in that department.”
    “Glad to hear it, Fergie, glad to hear it.” Cam couldn’t help grinning, his cousin’s excitement and happiness rolling off him and filling the room.
    Fergie sipped his whisky as Cam tried to think of the best way to broach the subject he was, so far, skirting around. “Hell, I guess I should just get on with it.”
    As Fergie gave him a weird look Cam realized he’d said that aloud. Shrugging his shoulders Cam carried on, “Can I talk candidly?”
    “Of course,” Fergie’s attention now fully on Cam, “what’s on your mind, cuz?”
    Cam took a steadying breath, “You have to listen, no interruptions. Okay?”
    Fergie nodded so Cam carried on, “I know most Wolves aren’t happy