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eaten in days.
    Cam finished his call, sitting down and catching the tail end of the conversation. “Mother, I’ll make sure this lot behave and I’ll call and let you know how things are going.”
    “Thank you, Son.” Agnes patted his shoulder. “You know how I worry.”
    “I do, but please don’t.” Cam looked up into his mother’s face and saw the tight lines around her eyes, “You just worry ‘bout Grant and what’s going on here.”
    “I hope he doesn’t have to fight too many,” Agnes whispered as she went to make the tea.
    Rory piped up, “I doubt it, I can only think of one possible Wolf that will challenge him and I’m telling you, Mrs. Sinclair, Grant will beat him down no problem at all.”
    “Really?” Cam asked, hearing the respect in Rory’s voice for his brother.
    “Yes, really,” Rory stared over at Cam, “Your little brother has turned into a fine, strong Wolf and he’s a lot tougher than he looks. Trust me, Cam, we’ve had our tussles and that bugger has beat me every time. He’s freakishly strong for his size, whether in human or Wolf form.”
    “I’m glad,” Cam stated. “He’ll make a good Alpha for the Pack.”
    “He will,” Rory agreed before stuffing yet another scone into his mouth.
    “Marcus needs to stop about an hour from here to refuel the jet and then we can make it straight through to the US.” Cam took a large bite of a heavily buttered scone before carrying on, “It’s a long flight, guys, but you can rest on the jet, there’s only two bedrooms...”
    Cormac butted in, “Bedrooms? On a plane?”
    Cam laughed, “Yes, Mac, bedrooms. As I said, there are only two and one of those is mine and I don’t share. There are sofas in the main cabin too so I’m sure you’ll manage to get some rest.”
    Logan snorted, “I’ll be trying to get to sleep before these two. Have you heard them snore? Sounds like runaway trains!”
    Rory scowled at his twin. “I do not!”
    Cormac laughed, “Yes, we kinda do, Rory.”
    Cam smiled around at his friends, who he hadn’t seen in far too long, enjoying the banter and realizing he had missed it very much indeed. “You lot better not keep me awake later. I need my beauty sleep.”
    “What? Beauty sleep?” Rory smirked, “Well, now you mention it, yeah, you do!”
    Cam looked through the kitchen door, wondering if his father would join them, but there was no sign of him. “Probably just as well,” he thought as he ate another scone. He didn’t want to spoil his visit by getting into a pissing contest with his dad.
    “You better leave room for your mince ‘n tatties, boys.” Agnes poured more tea as the men didn’t look as if they were stopping any time soon.
    “I’ll always have room for Mrs. Jenkins’ mince ‘n tatties!” Cam grabbed another scone, “They’re just like your scones, Mum, absolutely delicious!”
    “Och, thank you, Cameron,” Agnes replied as she turned away to start making up a basket of food for the boys to take.
    “If you’ve any shortbread can you put some in?” Cam asked. “You know you make the best shortbread in Scotland!”
    “Behave!” Agnes smiled. “But, yes, I do have some and I’ll put it in for you.”
    “Good, and you lot better leave it for me. I’ve not had any for so long I’m sure I’ll fight you for it!”
    Logan laughed, “That’s your fault for not coming home to visit more often!”
    “True,” Cam finished off his scone and continued, “but doesn’t mean I won’t beat you down if you touch it!”
    All three of his friends put their hands out, palms up, Rory being the spokesman for them, as usual. “Okay, okay, we promise not to touch your shortbread!”
    Agnes sniggered as they all joined in, laughter filling the kitchen.

 
    ~ Chapter 3 ~
     
    After a double helping of Mrs. Jenkins’ mince ‘n tatties, the twins and Cormac disappeared to get their luggage. Already packed and waiting for them in their homes, they were back soon. Watching as