Page 83 of Healing Souls

Gray’s voice drops low and deadly. He doesn’t look away until Lex nods and agrees.Why is him getting so protective kind of hot?I shake my head and take the sticky note that Lex just wrote her number on.

“Are you sure she is safe?” Lex asks, furrowing her brows.

I nod my head. “Safest place she can be.” She nods and then leaves to head to her class. I look at Gray. “What did they say?”

“I talked to Rage and Noah. They said that if we believe her then they do too. And they want to test the waters by maybe telling Tammy or letting her find out that Harley is around to see if she tries anything.”

“Okay. I do believe her. I mean, she faced off with us but then started talking and nothing but the truth came out of her.” I shrug.

Cade nods. “She really does care for Harley, and I think she has her best interests in mind,” he grumbles.

“Let’s get the rest of this fucking day over with so we can go home to our girl.”

Arriving back at the club after school, we head inside and immediately look for Harley. Seeing Noah, Rage, and Sugar sitting at a table talking, I walk over to them.

“Hey kid,” Rage greets, raising a beer.

Giving him a quick nod hello, I ask, “Where’s Harley?”

“She went for a run. I tried to go with her, but she wanted to go alone. I’m pretty sure Bear is running with her, though. I watched him shoot off into the woods right after she took off down the trails,” Noah says.

“We explained the trails and told her to stay within the fence line,” Rage grumbles.

Looking at his deep frown, I nudge his shoulder. “I’m surprised you didn’t follow her. Or have someone else do it.”

“I tried,” he retorts sharply.

“We told him no. He’s gotta learn to trust her more. We all do. She can manage. I believe it,” Sugar insists, taking a swig from his own beer.

“Well, that’s good and all, but I never agreed to it. So I'm going to change and go find her.” I flash them a grin and take off before anyone can protest. Walking past Gray and Cade, I say, “Let’s go, boys. Time to find our little flame.”

After quickly changing and meeting the other two outside the front doors, Grayson and I look at Cade. Even though we have all gone running out here, Cade does it the most and would know the best places.

He explains, “The main trail that wraps around the compound fence line. It’s well kept and would be the easiest to follow.”

We nod and trail after him as he runs up the road towards the main gate and then turns to the right, following a trail path along the fence. After about ten minutes of running, we can see Bear’s big ass body sprinting in the distance up ahead of us with red hair swinging in the air. Cade lets out a loud whistle as we continue to run towards them.

Bear stops and spins around before getting in front of Harley, who has also stopped, and lets out a snarl towards us. We all come to a halt as Cade tilts his head. “Bear,” he commands.

But Bear ignores him and continues to guard Harley.

“Harley, place your hand on his head and tell him to heel. You have to command it,” Cade says.

Harley’s wide hazel eyes lock on Cade, and then she nods and gently lays her hand on Bear’s head. He stops growling and when Harley commands, “Heel,” he steps to her side and sits, wagging his tail as he watches her.

“Has that ever happened?” Gray asks.

Cade shakes his head, his face set in a deep frown. “No. Not since… not since my mom.”

Shaking my head, I walk closer to Harley and give her a grin. “Having a nice run?”

I watch as she places her hands on her hips and takes a few deep breaths. Beads of sweat run down her face, and her shirt is slightly damp and sticking to her chest, giving me a nice view of her tits that I try very hard not to stare at.

“What are you guys doing? Why did you come out here?” she demands. Her hackles seem raised, and there is slight irritation in her tone.

“We got back and heard you were out running, so we wanted to come find you and make sure you were alright. Plus, we kind of need to talk to you,” Grayson answers.

“Well, I’m fine,” she snaps and then shuts her eyes, exhaling through her nose. Opening her eyes again, she glances at all of us before responding, “I’m sure talking can wait until I get back. I’d like to finish my run now.” She turns away from us, starting to jog again.

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