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the salves and equipment for a complete laser removal of body hair. I
know he'll help me. It may take a couple of days but we should be able to
remove enough of your fur that no one will suspect anything about you.тАЭ
Nathanial picked up a slice of bread and buttered it. His hand trem-
bled. He'd feel naked without his fur but he would do whatever it took to
safeguard his family, no matter what.
тАЬWe haven't come to that point yet.тАЭ Lilith's voice sliced through the
subdued silence Percy's suggestion had created. тАЬWe may never come to
such a point. There's no need to discuss such dire measures right now.тАЭ
Casting a relieved glance at his oathsister, Nathanial sat back and
waited for her to finish talking. Her eyes went dark and distant. тАЬI know
it's hard to change. Our sisterlines survived all these centuries by keeping
to ourselves. The problem is there's only five of us left now.тАЭ
Lilith sat back in her chair. She looked at them one at a time then gave
a decisive nod. тАЬUncle Percy has the right idea. We need allies. That's why
I donated land to Lacrimas to build a clinic. That's why I'll seek out this
female physician tomorrow and give her Shillelagh. If we had a physician
allied with our family eighty years ago maybe more of us would be alive
today.тАЭ
Nathanial looked at Shiloh. Absolute acceptance flowed to him along
their subconscious drubond link. Nathanial relaxed. His oathbrother's in-
stincts supported his. Their duty was clear.
He rose to his feet, turned to Lilith and bowed. тАЬWe are your caterdru.
We support your decisions, no matter what.тАЭ
The tension in the room eased.
 Chapter Two

Sunlight slanted down on an endless mass of black, white and gold
topped foam. A mountain of cotton candy clouds billowed up miles below
this. A few seconds later, a checkerboard pattern of green and brown ap-
peared beneath a sudden gap in the clouds.
тАЬMa'am?тАЭ Conflicting perfumes invaded Bridget's scrutiny of the
clouds below the massive scramjet. A trio of identically clad attendants,
two female and one male held out their offerings. тАЬWould you like a drink?
A pillow? A vid?тАЭ
Bridget studied the artfully applied layers of blue, green, lavender and
pink eye shadow of her female tormentors. The last time she'd seen that
particular combination around a woman's eyes had been during her brief
internship in a hospital emergency room compiling evidence for an Abuse
Protection Order. Ever since then, she found herself seeing cosmetics as a
profoundly idiotic way of expressing sexual attractiveness and availability.
Bridget accepted the vid helmet. The rainbow insignia on the visor
glittered under her fingers. She looked down at her armrest and searched
for the thumbprint slot to bill her for usage of the vid helmet and failed to
find any. Oh right. This is first class, not coach.
In coach, she'd receive a bill for everything, including pillow and blan-
ket and she'd be jammed in elbow to elbow with her fellow passengers in
ten seat aisles. Bridget shrugged, put on the vid helmet and fastened the
straps. As long as Kurt Walker was willing to pay for first class tickets she
might as well enjoy the perks, even though her official contract named the