Deirdre Hutchins was the daughter of the man who had killed every Varool woman and doomed my people to a future of interbreeding with inferiors. Their evil virus still lingered on the planet below, set to kill again if given the chance. The only solution any of our scientists had found was to hope our offspring had hybrid vigor. At least her father’s own weapon turned around and killed him and all of the other human males. My lips pulled back from my teeth. The Divine Mother had been swift with her justice, though why she then chose to offer me such a mate was a mystery.
