Page 18 of Finding Her Panthers

“Really?” I take a deep breath, knowing she is telling the truth. There is no fear or trepidation towards any of us.

She just shrugs her shoulders as the door opens, and Stephan appears with the bear shifter of the pack.

For the next hour, I question everyone in the pack, along with one of the human bartenders. I have to be careful how I word everything with him. He’s new and hasn’t caught on to the different dynamics of the club. By the end, all I have come up with are more questions that just make me angrier.

“There is one more, Alpha,” Stephan states.

“Who? And why are you stalling?” I demand.

“She has been working here for a couple of months. Human, but she is scared of you.”

“Why?” I’m not scary, well, not most of the time.

“Right. Well, I had to send someone to her place to escort her here. So she may be more on edge now.”

“I will attempt to put her fears to rest. Bring her in.”

Harmony hasn’t budged from my lap with James and Blue standing on either side. Her left hand remains wrapped around Blue’s knee, causing pleasure to radiate from him. Her right hand is clasped in James’s. I’m not sure she realizes how much her show of affection means to both of them. If our little family didn’t guess before they know for sure now what she means to us. What she will mean to them as the mate of the Alpha. She has kept silent, just watching and taking everything in. The whole pack has greeted her, though with respect.

The girl that steps through the door is one I recognize, but I don’t think I have spoken two words to. Her whole body screams of fear and insecurities. She has mousy brown hair, a thin and frail-looking body, her steps hesitant. Of course, now I am biased to every other female besides our mate.

“Sit,” I instruct sharply.

I feel a jab into my stomach.

“Jax. Nice,” Harmony reprimands me.

“What?” I ask, confused.

She rolls her eyes at me and starts to stand up but can’t as I pull her back onto me.

“Let me go. I think I should talk to her.”

I don’t argue and release her but watch her carefully as she moves to the opposite chair to the girl in front of the desk.

“What’s your name?” Harmony asks softly.

“Marie.”

“Are you a waitress here?”

“I am. Did I do something wrong?” she asks, worried.

“No, you did nothing wrong. We just have a few questions for you. About last night.” I observe Marie’s face, knowing my brothers are doing the same.

“What kind of questions?” Her voice was shaking.

“Well, something happened here last night. Do you know Cindy?”

“She wasn’t a very nice person to me.”

“I bet.” Harmony snorts. “Can I be blunt, Marie?”

“Yes.”

“She was being guarded here last night, and she escaped with someone and hurt Tyler.”

“Harmony,” I warn, not sure if we should be that honest.

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