She shoved hard at his chest in an attempt to knock him away from her. He didn’t so much as rock and she put the roped muscles of her cat behind it unknowingly. He felt the punch of her palms, the bite of her claws, and his cat leapt to meet hers, snarling for supremacy. He caught her wrists in a steel grip and held her against him. The moment he did, he knew it was a mistake. His control was already far too thin.

They stared at one another, lips inches apart, his golden gaze locked on hers. Desire was raw and unrelenting. He expected violence when the emotion was there, fierce and passionate, arcing between them, but when his lips touched hers, there was only a whisper, as if from the brush of a moth’s wing, and God help them both, he didn’t know if she moved or if he had. The jolt was electric, shocking in its intensity, igniting an instant fire that raced through his veins like a storm.

“I hate you,” she hissed, tears in her eyes.

He felt the shudder go through her and there was no way for her to hide her body’s reaction to him. “I know.” He brushed back strands of her thick, tawny hair from her face. Tears caught on her lashes.

“You killed my father.”

He shook his head. “I’m not letting you lay that at my door. I have enough sins without you blaming me for something I didn’t do. You know better. You don’t want to face it, but he killed himself the moment he threw in with that bunch for the money. They kidnapped and tortured people for money. How is that different from what’s going on here?” His palm cupped her face, his thumb sliding over soft skin before she could pull away. “If you need a reason to hate me, you have legitimate ones. Stick to one of those.”

Isabeau pulled away from him and crossed to the window, staring out into the forest. “Those children need to be rescued, Conner. It really doesn’t matter what I feel right now. This isn’t about what happened between us. It really isn’t. I didn’t bring you here for revenge. I wouldn’t have sent for you, but Adan refused to allow me to try by myself to get inside her compound. Those children are in danger. She’ll really do what she’s threatened—send them home in pieces if the tribe doesn’t cooperate.” She turned to face him again, her eyes meeting his. “How do we get inside to find out where they’re being held?”