Tavius and his
brothers worked their asses off to keep New Vega running. Because of that, he
valued hard work and dedication. He’d seen little of either from his past
dealings with the pampered elite scrolls that came to New Vega. They came to shop,
to visit the spa, to gamble and to party. Some of them visited with the goal of
hooking up with someone in one of the sex clubs or with another visitor who was
there for the same reason.
What
happened on New Vega, stayed on New Vega.
Hell,
he couldn’t count the number of times he’d been hit on by a scroll who wasn’t
happy with her bonded, and each time, he felt a little more jaded about
relationships. It made him angry when people cheated. Tavius had his share of
bed partners over the years, but he’d never made a true commitment to a female.
He’d certainly never lied to someone he’d been intimate with, and he always
made sure they knew not to expect anything serious before he touched them.
Krytos
males usually mated in pairs or trios to one female, and when they did, they
were completely devoted to their chosen mate. It wasn’t the norm, but Tavius
and his brothers had decided years ago that they would mate the same female since
they were so close. Each of them was fiercely protective of one another, and it
just made sense that they would only trust one another with the person that
would become the center of their world.
But
they hadn’t found their mate yet.
And
Tavius was beginning to doubt they ever would.
He
made his lips curve into a smile he wasn’t feeling as he passed by a group of
females that giggled foolishly as he walked past them. There was no point
thinking about any of this, since all it did was put him in a shitty mood. Besides,
it wouldn’t do him any good getting even more pissed off when he had to greet
the VIP in a few minutes.
Tavius
nodded to one of the New Vega security team that called out a greeting to him
as he passed the security checkpoint, then he made his way down the hallway
that lead toward the landing bays. Once he was there, the automatic doors slid
open, then shut behind him again after he’d entered, closing out the sounds of
laughter and music that he barely noticed anymore.
He’d
timed it right, and saw that the space cruiser carrying Mya Spartan and her
guards had just landed. Maybe she wouldn’t be as bad as he expected. Tavius
knew her oldest brother, Jax, and even liked the surly elite…most of the time.
His
mood lightened as Tavius considered just how pissed off Jax was going to be
when he found out his little sister was on New Vega. A few days ago, he’d received
a vid call from the lovely Serra Spartan-Archer. He liked and respected the
geeky little scientist, and he vastly enjoyed the way Jax Spartan and Sullivan Archer
both bitched and complained about the Adaro brothers’ friendship with their
chosen.
Serra
had explained that Jax and his other brother, Talon, hadn’t been told that Mya
was moving to New Vega. She and her mother-in-law had thought it was best to allow
the young woman to establish herself and her business before they were told.
Tavius thought the idea was daft, but he was always up for a little mischief,
and so he’d agreed to keep quiet about the subject…and to the other favor Serra
had asked for.
Usually,
he would have just laughed at such a request, but he owed Serra for when she’d
been kidnapped from New Vega by some crazy bitch and the mercenaries that
worked for her. Serra didn’t blame the Adaros for what happened, but they took
responsibility anyway.
Tavius
and his brothers always paid back their debts. And so, he had somehow found
himself talked into watching out for the little elite scroll while she was on
New Vega…like a damn babysitter.
Sometimes
having friends just sucked.
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CHAPTER THREE
Mya
was so excited she was all but vibrating.
She
bounced out of her seat the second the space cruiser landed in the docking bay
on New Vega. Upon approach,