Page 138 of The Saviors: Part One

“Why didn’t you tell me how bad it was?”

“Because you don’t need to get mixed up in it. You have a family now, Gray.”

“You’remy family too. At least promise you’ll fucking call if shit gets too deep. You have us, and you have Les’s crew. Don’t hesitate to use us.”

“I promise, man.” I look around. “Speaking of family, where are Willow and Luca?”

“Luca’s taking a nap, and Willow is with Marcella. She’s bringing her over in a little bit.” We’ve done a lot of rescue missions for human trafficking victims, but never to the magnitude of when we found Willow and Luca. That took a toll on everyone involved. The fact that Les and her guys adopted them surprised me, but they’re the safest kids on the planet, along with Maria. “What are your plans for the Saviors? I’m going to assume now that Chelsea is with you guys, you aren’t going to be gone all the time.”

“The Saviors will always be here because our mission hasn’t changed. But I think we’re going to settle down in Forest Grove.”

Gray looks over with a smile. “Does that mean I get to see you more?”

“Yeah,” I laugh. “It’s about time I put down roots.”

I never thought about it in the six years that I’ve been gone, but now that I have Chelsea and Nolan in my life, I want nothing more than to have what Gray has. Sean and Kai have been on the run their whole lives for different reasons, and Cole deserves a fucking break.

“You sure you don’t want to come to Abbs Valley?”

I shake my head. “Nah, Forest Grove will always be home.” I drain the rest of my beer. “I hate to be that person, but we have to head out soon. I don’t like sitting here and maybe putting you guys in danger.”

“At least get some food and watch Maria blow her candles.”

“I can do that.” We stand up and head back to the patio. I frown when I see Gavin, Ghost’s brother, sitting at the table with the girls. Most importantly, Chelsea, who’s laughing at something he’s saying.

Gray slaps me on the back. “Control your crazy.” He walks away and leaves me standing there staring.

“Why does your face look like that?” Sean asks, walking to stand beside me.

I motion to Chelsea. “Do you not see that?”

“Uh, yeah. So what?”

“So what? He doesn’t have any business there.”

Sean starts cracking up. “You jealous bastard. They’re just talking.”

“Well, I don’t fucking like it.”

“She seems to.” With that, he walks off with a grin I want to wipe off his face. I walk over to the table, pluck Chelsea from her chair, and sit down with her in my lap.

“Hi,” she laughs.

I lock my hand on her hip and pull her against my chest while glaring at Gavin. He looks completely unfazed, and it’s pissing me off even more.

“Axel,” Bridget whispers loudly. “Your head looks like it’s about to explode.”

“Maybe because someone is here that shouldn’t fucking be.”

“Axel,” Chelsea hisses. “He was just talking.” He was doing more than that, with his focus entirely on my fucking woman.

Gavin laughs, and it grates on my nerves. “Seriously, man, we were just talking.”

“Why don’t you go talk to your brother if you want someone to talk to?”

Chelsea punches me in the pec with a glare. “Stop being a dickhead.”

“Oh shit,” Bridget says, propping her chin on her hands. “You tell him, Chels.”