won’t like this. Neither will Jax or Talon.”
“Don’t worry about that. Let us handle your father. And your
brothers don’t need to know about any of this until it’s a done deal,” Donna
added with a small smile.
“You’ll be taking guards with you,” Jack ordered, leaving no
room for argument.
Mya nodded. “Ryland, Mikal and Pia have agreed to go with
me.”
“Good. Now, tell us more about this plan of yours.”
Mya pulled out her tablet from the bag she’d brought with
her, and handed it over. As her parents looked over the outline she’d drafted, it
was difficult to keep her voice calm as she talked them through the details.
This was what she’d wanted, and it all seemed almost too good
to be true. She wasn’t just setting up a new business, one that she would be in
charge of.
It was the beginning of something…something new and exciting.
And Mya was damned determined to make the most of it.
* * * *
Tavius Adaro wasn’t pleased.
And when he wasn’t pleased, someone usually ended up getting
bloody.
But this time, he really couldn’t complain about the
situation he was in since he was the one who’d agreed to personally welcome
their newest VIP guest to New Vega. Actually, his agreement was more a matter
of self preservation than anything. Out of the three Adaro brothers, Tavius was
the only one who had any semblance of charm.
That was, if anyone could ever describe any Krytos as being
charming.
While
Maddox was the undisputed leader of their group and Daimon was the organized
one, Tavius was the natural born spokesman of the trio and the only one who had
any patience for diplomacy. Maybe it came from being the youngest of the group,
but d espite that, Tavius was just as dangerous
as the others when riled. Only, he preferred to keep his opponents guessing as
to what he was thinking so they wouldn’t see the ass kicking coming.
But even with his polished veneer, there was something untamed about all the Krytos that couldn’t
be hidden behind a smile and some charisma.
With
black eyes, pronounced canine fangs, and large, muscular bodies, all the Krytos
were an intimidating lot, and that was nothing compared to their battle forms. They were a shifter race, but
unlike the Helios that could transform completely into their animal form, the
Krytos changed into a hybrid beast, growing sharp, lethal claws and long fangs
ideal for combat. When in a rage, their black eyes turned red and their voices deepened into an
animalistic rumble.
The
Krytos lived in packs, led by the strongest and most capable. The Adaro
brothers were somewhat unusual, since Maddox, Daimon and Tavius Adaro could
have each been pack leaders themselves. But Tavius and Daimon had chosen to
follow their oldest brother instead of breaking up their family.
They
had lost far too much already.
As
a race that had lost their home world when the Zyphir attacked and destroyed
their planet almost a century ago, the Krytos had scattered across the stars,
seeking to find new places to call home. But the Krytos’ struggle was far from
over, and peace came with a heavy cost.
After
the Adaro brothers’ mother and fathers had fought alongside the humans during
the Alien Wars to defeat the Zyphir that attacked Earth, the Alliance had given
them a shuttle for their aid. They had started transporting cargo instead of
settling on one of the space stations or on Earth like others had, and Maddox,
Daimon and Tavius had been born on that shuttle. Born into a life of
freedom—something all of them would protect until their dying breath.
For
the Adaro pack, living under someone else’s rule didn’t appeal to them, so they
had created the dream that would one day be New Vega. They’d wanted a world of
their own, where their word was law…somewhere no one could take from them.
The
first few years had been difficult, but they had saved every credit they’d
earned and poured it back into their business. As Maddox, Daimon and Tavius