The Pack's Dragon
“And the wasting illness of your unseen companion.”
“Where is the other person?” Heath asked his eyes on the red-haired woman. “And isn’t your friend going to come down from the rocks?”
“She’s not really a friend,” the brunette admitted.
Cameron could see that she was exhausted, her clothes torn and filthy, her hair matted. Zombie or not, she was a pitiful sight, and he felt sorry for her. “I’m Cameron,” he introduced himself. “Cameron Edison. You’re on my family’s land. My dad’s land, precisely. He’s over there with his mate Harry,” he gestured with his head back the way they had come. “This is Heath Gale and Talen Gawaine. My mates. We’re here to help. You can trust us.”