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telepathically."

Kaid moved into the center of the room. Kate was about Carrie's height, her pleasant round face framed
by a mass of short mid-brown curls. The male, Taynar, was barely older than her. He'd obviously
inherited the warm gray-brown pelt coloring of his family. "What did the Chemeri-ans want?" he asked,
though he could make bets on what the answer would be.

"Why should we tell you?" demanded Kate. "You're one of them, a U'Churian."

Kaid glanced at T'Chebbi who raised a sardonic eye ridge in reply.

"I haven't told them," she said, reverting to lowland Sho-lan like Kaid.

We're Sholan, he sent to the girl and her Leska. Posing as U'Churians. We were sent to rescue you.

Taynar hissed his disbelief as Kaid joined them at the dining table. "Telepaths can't fight."

"He's your bond-brother," snapped T'Chebbi. "Show a Clan elder proper respect!"

"My bond-brother?" Taynar was startled into sitting up. "How? My sister died years ago!"
"So your father would have you believe," said Kaid. "Khemu died only a few months ago, bonded to me.
Our son lives on the Valsgarth estate. Like us, he's a member of the En'Shalla Aldatan Clan now."

"Your son? But howтАж"

"The Chemerians wanted a mixed Leska pair for them-selves," interrupted Kate. "Taira said he'd met
Carrie and Kusac on the Khalossa."

Kaid nodded. As he'd thought. Ambassador Taira had shown an unhealthy interest in his Triad partners
while on board the Khalossa. Opportunity had presented itself, and Taira was not one to let it slip by.
"How did Tirak get involved?" He watched the female's jaw tighten as she lifted her chin defiantly.

"I made him," she said shortly, gray eyes flashing. "We thought they were Sholans at first."

He raised his eye ridges in respect. "No wonder they were so wary of telepaths. I presume you gave
them their mental blocks."

"I was as much to blame as Kate," interrupted Taynar sullenly. "He promised to return us to Shola. I
thought it a fair price."

Kaid ignored the challenge in the youth's voice. Faced with few alternatives, they'd had little option but to
agree to Tirak's demand. "No one is faulting you," he said. "You handled a difficult situation very well."
He turned his atten-tion to the other side of the room where Rezac sat. This was his first real opportunity
to meet the male, who, despite being half his age, was his father.

They weren't that alike, he thought, surveying the younger male. How could Jaisa have seen a
resemblance? There were superficial similarities, true, but they were just that. They both had the
distinctive broader and lower set ears of the highland Clans, and the brown pelt, butтАж

"Are you related?" asked Jo suddenly, looking from one to the other. "You look very alike."