ChapterFourteen
Rafe
"You know you could've ridden, Rafe. Fugly isn't your idea of traveling in style."
"He's not that bad, Colby," I disagreed lightly, pulling into an open parking spot next to Clint's truck in front of the Coruscation pack house. "He's kind of grown on me. Besides, it's just not the same without you next to me, baby."
"Bastard," Colby sniffed, shoving my shoulder. "You know you're not supposed to say sweet shit like that. It makes me cry."
I snickered. "Oh, please. You cry at everything now," I teased lightly. "The other day you teared up watching that cooking show."
Colby glared at me. "They were chopping onions. Fuck off."
That just made me laugh. "Baby, you know that's not how onions work, right?"
His pregnancy hormones back under control, Colby snorted and flipped me off.
"Not nice, Daddy." Leia's reprimand finished on a yawn.
"Finally awake back there, huh, princess?" I glanced in the rearview mirror and saw her stretching. "You hungry?"
The responding images of hamburgers, chicken fingers, and ice cream flashed through my mind on fast forward before stopping on an image of a large jackrabbit roasting on a spit over a fire. I laughed when Colby clucked disapprovingly.
"Leia, honey, you know it's not polite to hunt on other packs' property."
"Uncle Clint will let me," she said confidently.
"Yeah, he will, " I agreed with a laugh. After all, nobody seemed to be able to tell our little girl no. "Still, even if you catch one, we'd have to skin it and roast it and all that takes time." I had to smother another laugh at her disappointed groan. "So maybe we can just have something out of the snack box and then have rabbit for dinner."
"I guess." I didn't have to check to know she was pouting.
"Good girl." I swung out of the van and pulled the slider open. Leia had already unbuckled the car seat harness and I caught her as she jumped, swinging her up to perch on my shoulder. Walking around to the passenger seat, I held my other hand out to my Omega and steadied him as he climbed down but didn't make a big deal about it. I'd noticed that the further along Colby got, the more cautious he became. It was a far cry from hisfuck you and double fuck your rulesattitude that he'd carried through Leia's pregnancy. Knowing that he still blamed himself for her disabilities, the change in him chafed at me, but I couldn't find a way to broach the subject.
"Comeon, Papa," Leia whined, tugging at my hair. "I wanna go play!"
Once I was sure Colby was steady on his feet, I scooped her down and set her on the ground. "Okay, princess, but no hunting, got it?"
"Yes, papa," Leia chimed dutifully before scampering off, her dark-blond braid bouncing as she ran.
As we often did, Colby and I watched in amazement as our blind daughter managed to skirt the obstacles around her at top speed, only stumbling once before she reached the Warrior Course that Clint had built for the pups to play on. I could see Adrian and Eric – Clint and Trevor's twins – already clamoring around on it. She was perfectly safe with them to watch over her.
"You ready to go in?"
Colby nodded, removing a manila envelope from the dash of the van. "I've got the records right here and I texted Zade when we started up the drive. They should be waiting for us."
Sure enough, Clint ushered us into his office where Zade, Levi, Harley, and Colt sat around a small conference table. After closing the door behind us, Clint dropped into the vacant chair by his twin brother, leaving the two chairs at the end of the table for Colby and me.
We did the quick, polite greeting thing and then I moved straight to business.
"Harley?" I waited for him to raise his eyes from the table. "Did Zade tell you why we're here?"
He shook his head, his eyes flitting to Zade and then back to me.
"Okay. When you were missing, we searched your room looking for information." I waited for his reaction. It was just a shrug acknowledging my words. "We found this." I held up the purple tablet computer. Harley stared at it blankly with no sign of recognition. "There are several apps on here with dating profiles in your name."
Thatgot his attention, but he still only seemed surprised, not worried or guilty.
"Do you remember any of that?"
