Page 16 of Beta Team-The Saviors: Part One
Islam my last suitcase shut, ignoring Jaxon’s chuckle. If my brother weren’t hopelessly in love with him, I would have shot him by now. Okay. Maybe not because I actually like him, too, but I’d punch him in the face.
“Nothing about this is funny,” I grouch, sitting on the side of the bed. “Not only am I going as the fucked up freak, but I have to have security follow me around.”
“First of all,” Jaxon drawls. “You aren’t a fucked up freak. Second of all, Kane just wants you to be safe. He has a lot of enemies, Kira.”
I flop back on the bed with a sigh. “I know. Who are these guys anyway?”
Jaxon shrugs and sits beside my hip. “I don’t know. Kane called them the Saviors or something. It’s apparently like a whole team of badasses.”
“Oh, great. So he’s sticking me with a bunch of ‘roided-up assholes.”
“The Saviors are legends,” Kane says, walking into my room. “And they aren’t what they seem.”
Blaze takes off running and leaps onto the bed. He kisses Jaxon and then kisses my forehead. “They’re cool. And hot.”
“Say that one more fucking time, Blaze,” Kane warns, making Blaze laugh.
“Hot, you say?” Jaxon replies. “Tell me more.”
“Litso kukly,” Kane barks. “Get out. Both of you.” Blaze jumps from the bed, throws Jaxon over his shoulder, and runs from the room, making me die laughing. I love their relationship more than anything. Kane shakes his head and sits down at my desk. “You’re going to cooperate, yes?”
“I already said I would. I don’t need another lecture.”
“I’m not lecturing, Kira. I’m worried.”
I sit up to look at him. “I know you are. This just fucking sucks. I just want to go to school and hopefully be Kira Croft instead of Kira Lyubava. I want to make friends, go to parties, all the stuff I never got to do.”
“I know you do. They promised to stay low-key so you can still do those things just with them at your side.” Kane gets up and kisses my forehead. “You’re the most important person in this world to me. You already got hurt once because of me. I won’t let it happen again.” He heads toward the door without another word, not giving me a chance to argue.
“It was because of Dad!” I yell at his retreating back.
No matter how many times I say it, he won’t believe me that the fire wasn’t his fault. I’ve never blamed Kane or Blaze, even when it first happened. Going to the rehab center helped me so much; now it’s time to live my life as Kira. Not the fire victim.
I grab my rainbow beanie and put it on. These guys are the only ones who’ve ever seen me without it. The fire scarred my head so badly that my hair only grows back in certain places, and even then, it’s thin. I’ve tried wigs, but I hate them. Blaze says they hide my pretty, dark eyes, so I quit trying.
I set my suitcase with the others so I’m ready to go in a couple of days. I’m nervous but excited about this new step. I’m going to miss Kane, Blaze, Jaxon, and Elijah since they can’t really come to see me without giving it away about who I am. But I need to do this for me.
I know I should have gone with Kane to meet these guys, but I couldn’t. I know they’re going to judge me, and I’d rather wait until Kane isn’t around to kill them.
I go downstairs and enter the kitchen, only to find Jaxon and Blaze making out. I make a gagging noise, and they split apart. “I’m not going to miss this.”
“I’m sure,” Jaxon laughs. “I was trying to convince Blaze to tell me about all this hotness.”
Blaze whips his head back and forth like he’s looking for Kane. He pulls Jaxon over to where I’m standing and pulls our heads together. “Like, next level fucking hot. Their leader? Black hair and blue eyes.”
I sigh, playing along. “My favorite.” Blaze and I used to people-watch to pick out all the hot guys. I see he still plays this game.
“Then one with dark blond hair and blue eyes. Not as hot as Jaxon, but hot.”
“I think you’re biased, Blaze,” Jaxon laughs.
“Maybe, but anyway. One with reddish brown hair and brown eyes. Last but not least, one with pretty caramel skin and greenish eyes. Covered in tattoos. He was my favorite.”
“How close were you to these guys?” I ask.
“I mean, I’ve worked with Ari and Keon before.”
“Oh, so they have names?” Jaxon asks dryly.
