Randall's POV
La Crosse Pack House
I looked at the broken girl standing at the doorway and my heart just fell. Every dream, every good experience had been taken from her and she had suffered for years, three of them not knowing what happened to her own son.
"Please, sit and eat," I said softly. I was glad I'd spent so much time in my division, I'd learned from the best how to work with people who had come out of the harshest situations. "None of us will hurt you."
She nervously came into the room, taking a place across the table from me. I let her take some food and eat, while I focused on my own plate and what we needed to do. "
How is she doing,"
I linked with my brother.
"
Better, she slept for a few hours and she's talking a little."
"Does she know who you are or that you are mates?"
"No, and I'm the one who should break it to her."
I grabbed an empty plate next to me, and filled it with biscuits, gravy and sausage. I held it over the table. "Tania? Would you mind putting this down on the floor for my brother?"
She reached out, hesitant, but she took it from me. "Snacks is your brother?"
I held back a laugh as she lowered the food down to the floor and ignored my brother's cursing over the link. "Snack's real name is Bobby, Bobby Meechum. He's my little brother, he came up here with me from Texas."
"I call him Snacks because he helped me find the food last night, and he ate almost a whole bag of cheese curds by himself. I don't think they have cheese that squeaks when you eat it down south." She ate with her left hand while her right maintained contact with him as he wolfed down his breakfast. "He's a nice puppy, he helped me sleep."
"He's good for that," I said. "He will stay with you as long as you'll have him. No one will harm you while he is by your side, I can assure you."
"I know, as soon as I touched him, it was like I knew I was safe with him." He looked up from his clean plate, his tongue hanging out the side and the love clear in his eyes. "He's such a good boy, aren't you Snacks."
"
See, she likes me,"
he sent.
"
Who doesn't like puppies,"
I sent back. "Tania, I need to ask you to do something that I know is not going to be easy for you but is very important. I'd like to get your statement on what has happened to you since the day you were taken."
"Surely it can wait, she's not ready," Luna Teri said.
"Right now, her sister is out risking her life to get her son back," I said. "The longer she is out there, taking the search and the revenge upon her alone, the more vulnerable she is. The Council and the Packs will kill her if they find her before we do." I looked over at Tania. "Please, she's my mate. I know she's not had an easy time of it, but I'm here now, and so is this Pack. We need to know, so we can help your sister, and so we can make sure EVERYONE who was involved in your treatment is brought to justice."
"She didn't tell me where she was going or who the Alpha was," Tania said as she started to cry. "I DON'T KNOW!"
Bobby put his head in her lap and Teri got out of her chair and hugged her as she cried. I looked over at Alpha Clark. "Alpha, may I talk to you in private for a few minutes?"
"Let's go to my office." We left the crying women alone and I followed him upstairs. He sat behind his desk as I took the chair in front of it. "I can't just sit here and listen to what happened to her, my wolf is going nuts that I couldn't protect her. Now that we know Beta Todd was involved, it makes me even more certain that he was involved in the Alpha pair's death."
"Even more reason to get the statement. Let me do it, with Bobby and Teri there. I'll conduct the interview and videotape it so we have evidence to take to the Council when this all blows up."
"What can I do?"
"There can't be that many Alphas who had males born to their families in that time. Ask you mate to ask Tania how long it was between when she was taken and when she became pregnant."
He looked off, and a minute later we had our answer. In the meantime, we pulled up a pregnancy calculator on the Internet. Now that we knew approximately the conception date in early September, we took from 34 to 42 weeks gestation and got a range of values. "So that's a narrow range to start with, and we can throw out any Alpha with older male heirs. Not much of a point in kidnapping and raping a girl if you already have your successor," I said.
"I'm going to fucking kill him," he said as he looked at the Council secure website. Every Pack Alpha and their family was listed there, with links to family photographs taken at the annual Council Summit.
I looked at the photograph he was staring at. He was standing behind her, a toddler boy in her lap, smiles on their faces. "Alpha Justin Heranus and Luna Rhoda of the Copper Mountain Pack in Colorado. Son Phillip, DOB 5/20/2016," I read. "Damn. His face and eyes look just like her."
Clark sent to a few people, and the room soon filled with his senior staff. He filled them all in on what we had learned. The mood was tense, and I had to be the one to defuse it. "Before we load up and head west, I'd like to point out that we don't have any proof yet. We don't have DNA evidence, we haven't even gotten an identification out of Tania yet. Let me do my job and build the case so none of these people get away with it."
"We can't just roll in there," his Beta said. "It would be an act of war. We have to get the Council involved. We lay out the facts, they arrest him and hold the trial, and we get our justice."