Page 19 of Healing Souls

I find myself grinning widely while listening to him speak. When I don’t respond to him, he looks up at me and raises a brow.

“Um, why are you grinning like that?” he asks hesitantly.

I shrug. “Because it’s perfect. I mean, not you being in pain or her being in pain. But I was right. We need her. She needs us. She’s the one for us.”

Gray shakes his head, blowing out a breath. “I still think you’re insane. We don’t know her. She’s probably going to hate us, anyway.”

“She doesn’t hate us. I promise,” I say, not elaborating any further.

It’s just like when I met Gray. I knew he would be my best friend. And then we—I—dragged Cade into the fold. Somehow, I just know Harley is the one for us.

Plus, she can hate us all she wants. I don’t quit. I’ll just have to make her fall in love with us. She will be ours.

Gray looks skeptical but doesn’t argue with me.

“So.” I say, dragging out the word, which causes Gray to tense and eye me suspiciously. “I walked back towards the back gate, and there was this girl back there on the other side of the gate, pacing around. I watched her for about ten minutes before she finally walked away back towards the side road.”

Gray jumps to his feet. “What? Why didn’t you start with that?”

I shrug. “Sorry?”

He grabs my arm and yanks me up with more strength than I remember him having. It’s quite impressive. He pulls me up the steps and inside to where Rage is in the living room.

“Where is Sugar?” he demands.

Rage glances up at Gray’s question. “Back at the clubhouse. Why?”

“Just need to talk to him. Text us when they leave, please?” he asks, and Rage nods, furrowing his brows as Gray yanks me out the front door and towards the club.

“Gray! What the fuck? Why didn’t you tell him?” He stops and stares at me before blinking.

“Because his daughter is in there struggling, and he’s struggling with his past. He doesn’t need more added if Sugar can deal with it.”

Oh. “Right. I knew that. Off we go.” Gray rolls his eyes and continues pulling me with him. “Um, Gray? Do you want to let go? You don’t have to keep pulling me. I’m following you.”

He stops and looks at his hand wrapped around my bicep before scrunching his brows together. Something I can’t quite catch flashes across his features before he drops his hand and turns to keep walking. I take a second before I hurry to catch up with him.

When we get inside, we find Sugar at a table with other members. Gray walks over to him, and Sugar immediately jumps up, his eyes wide with panic. “Is she okay? What’s going on?” He starts walking towards the back door we just came through before he even finishes.

My own eyes widen upon seeing this beast of man so fucking panicked, so I quickly blurt out, “Woah, Sugar, Harley is good. She’s with Atlas and Lincoln, and Rage is in the house still. We need to talk to you.”

“And Nerds,” Gray adds.

Sugar takes a deep breath and nods before pointing down the hall. We follow him into Rage’s office as he texts Nerds to come in as well. As soon as Nerds joins us, I explain what happened.

“There are no cameras back there, so I won’t be able to check. I can check the farthest back ones and see if they might have picked anything up, but I doubt it.” He glances at me. “You sure you don’t recognize her? Why would someone so young be back there?”

I shake my head. “Nope. I don’t… Oh! Wait, I got a picture.” I fumble for my phone in my pocket.

“Ry! Why didn’t you start with that?” Gray rolls his eyes.

Oops? “Sorry, I’m a little discombobulated lately.”

“Lately?” Nerds says at the same time Sugar says, “A little?”

Gray snickers, and I flip them off before slipping my phone out and handing it to Nerds, who looks at it before cursing. “It’s Tabby.”

“Tabby? As in, Tammy’s daughter? Harley’s sister? Well, not sister, I guess,” Gray says, his forehead creasing. “Why?”

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