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yours on Jhenno. Your kind were accepted here on my terms, and those included living on my world under my sufferance. My world, my rules.”
    Kee watched the second man’s hand spasm toward his pocket. It seemed that he wanted to call someone in a hurry.
    She felt a small predatory move from the man carrying her. He had caught the gesture as well.
    “I am getting my mate somewhere safe. From there, we will discuss what comes next, so you have four hours to get your cohort somewhere safe.”
    Gazes turned toward the second councillor, and he blanched.
    Kee didn’t have a chance to enjoy the view. Jherin turned on his heel and walked out of the council chambers through the crowd that had gathered outside it. Vid cameras were in the hands of reporters, and Kee’s introduction to the man in her mind was captured for posterity.
    The instant that they cleared the interior of the building and the fresh air struck them, he bent his legs and his wings flared wide, scooping the air and pulling them into the sky.
    Kee closed her eyes and tried to come to grips with what was happening. Her mind was delighted to have him close that much was certain. A trickle of joy was in her that hadn’t been there before but was definitely her own emotion.
    The air whipped past her, and she kept her face curled toward his chest. The idea of being hooked on a scent had never entered her mind before, but Jherin’s was something that she wanted to get used to. Every happy memory she had was rising to the surface every time she inhaled.
    His chest flexed as his wings worked to slow their forward progress. They dropped altitude and he was soon striding across sands as blue as he was.
    She looked over her shoulder and froze when she saw a wide tower slowly rising from the sands. “What is that?”
    “My home. Do you like it?”
    She blinked rapidly and remembered everything she had read about the Drai. “I don’t know. I haven’t seen it yet.”
    He paused and looked down at her. Despite her attraction, his wide jaw and harsh cheekbones gave him a frightening appearance. The sharp points of his canines didn’t do much for her sense of calm.
    “You know, don’t you?”
    She smiled weakly. “What? That I have to approve your home or the deal is off?”
    He chuckled. “Yes, that.”
    “I did some research in the tank. My time there was for your benefit, wasn’t it?”
    He gave her a rueful smile. “For mutual benefit. I have to fit if this is to work.”
    Kee blushed hot pink as he carried her through the door of his home. The sandcastle was twisting its way out of the blue grains of stone, and they rose in the air, inch by inch.
     

Chapter Five
     
     
    He set her down on a low couch and crossed the room.
    Kee let out a small squeak as she realized. “You’re naked.”
    He turned and grinned. “I don’t know if I should be offended or flattered that you didn’t notice until now.”
    He was taller than she realized, and she had not shifted in height even after her alterations. He was semi-erect, and she couldn’t figure out how she missed that. No wonder they had had to make changes to her body. He never would have fit otherwise.
    She mentally snorted. With the dimensions she had to accommodate, no one else would fit now. No wonder the Drai men were faithful to their own kind. No other woman could manage them.
    “I was nearly blacked out and then you picked me up.” She sat up and plucked at her suit. “I didn’t really get a good look at you, and I certainly wasn’t in a position to request that you hold still so I could get a gander.”
    He returned to her side and knelt. “I did not believe what I was seeing through your eyes.”
    “I imagine it was quite a bit. I was being extra careful as I made my way out of the sealed archive.”
    Jherin cupped her jaw. “I am glad that you are all right.”
    Kee grinned. “Me, too.”
    He kissed her softly and the music soared in her mind again. She sat still with her hands on the
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