Page 83 of Beauty At Stake
That finally got me to lift my head. “As if I would have left you behind.”
“There's my girl.” Killian grinned lopsidedly, the motion making his snake eyes shine. Some of his hair had come free of its ponytail and the shoulder-length strands shone amber-red in the overhead lights—the perfect complement to those green eyes.
I let out a long breath. “Killian. Damn.”
“You were supposed to return for us!” Star hissed.
I tore my stare away from my gorgeous husband—my unhurt gorgeous husband—to look at the Devil. Shit, I had to stop calling Star that. But it was just so fun. And I could embracethe fun now that my desire for him wasn't constantly clawing at me. I could look at Star and still feel the draw. He was stunning and smart. He was powerful and charming. Star had an attitude that I adored—sort of a cross between Raza and Killian but with more sardonic snark. But I didn't need him. I didn't crave him anymore. Thank God. No, I take that back. Anu didn't get any thanks for this.
“You should thank us that we didn't,” I said. “You and your Demons would have been caught in the blast. Immortal and immune to fire you may be, but getting blown to bits would have been hard to recover from.”
“Explosions don't actually blow people to bits, Seren,” Star returned to his usual drawl. “We would have been fine. As Killian would have, I imagine.”
“You don't know that.” I stepped out of Killian's arms. “Flying debris can do a lot of damage. It can behead people.”
“All right, that's enough,” Killian said. “Arguing over what an explosion can or can't do to immortals is ridiculous. We've got to get back to the mission. First off, we found a whole lot of Fey remains in that house. We need to send a team there to root through the wreckage and recover them before the humans get a load of that shit.”
“Damn,” I whispered. “I didn't think of that.”
“I have moments of brilliance.” Killian winked at me.
How the hell had I forgotten how much I loved that man? He was amazing. Anu, that's how. Fuck!
“Moments being the key word,” Star muttered.
“Hey!” Killian pointed at him. “You are not Raza. You don't get to say shit like that to me. Only my beast-bro has that right. Cause I know he teases me out of brotherhood. You, however, are just being a dick. So, I say unto you, King of Hell,fuck off!”
Sallales snorted a laugh.
Star shot a sardonic look her way.
She shrugged. “I like him. He's funny. And you were kinda being a dick. Uh, Your Majesty.”
“Killian's right,” I added. “You don't have the excuse of Anu's magic anymore. Cut that shit out.”
Star held up his hands. “Fine. Whatever. You don't have to form a monster mob and come for me like that. Are we laleking to the wreckage or what?”
“I need a hunter and an extinguisher.” I turned to look at the rest of our team. “People who can call in support once we arrive on the scene.”
“Teagan,” Team Leader Sullivan said.
The Extinguisher stepped forward.
Lord Pichai motioned at one of his hunters. “Mekha, go with the Ambassador.”
The hunter nodded and stepped up beside Teagan.
“What about us?” Rue growled.
“If you want to send someone with me, that's fine. But I don't see the point.”
Ru grunted and walked away. “I gotta take a shit.”
“Charming,” Sal drawled.
“We're fine with waiting here,” Melissa said. “Sorry about him, Ambassador.”
“It's all right. I've dealt with far worse.” To Killian, I said, “I'll be right back,”
