Isabeau did what he said. Instantly he stepped behind her, his arms coming around on either side of her, his fingers curving, tips against the trunk. She felt him against her back. It was—intimate. Shocking. When he took a breath, so did she. Every nerve ending went on alert.

He tipped his head even closer until his lips were against her ear and his chin brushing her shoulder. “That’s right. Mimic what I do. Don’t be afraid. Don’t look down. Just climb with me. I won’t let you fall. Trust your cat. Talk to her. Now. Tell her to climb the tree. Tell her we need to escape the men and the fire. Feel her. Reach for her. She can’t emerge fully, but she’s already demonstrated to you that she’ll come to your aid.”

It sounded so preposterous but she heard him whispering in her ear, or maybe it was her mind. Life or death. Survival of our mate. Take us up. It’s harder in this form, but she can’t fully emerge. Call to her. Let her smell you. Reassure her.

Even as she watched, his hands curved into two claws. She smelled something feral—wild—untamed. The musk of a male cat in its prime. She felt the instant reaction inside her, her own cat leaping toward the scent, rising close, so close she felt hot breath in her lungs and strength pouring through her body. Adrenaline rushed through her bloodstream and she broke out in a sweat. Her skin itched and she felt fur sliding just beneath the surface of her skin. Her mouth ached, teeth hurting. Joints snapped and popped. Her fingers and toes tingled and burned.

Isabeau gasped and forced air through her lungs, pulling back. Her head hit Conner’s shoulder and rested there while she breathed away the strange and frightening feelings.

“You’re doing great, Isabeau. She was close. You felt her. She’s rising to help you.”

She shook her head. “I can’t do it. I can’t.”

His lips brushed the side of her face. On purpose? An accident. In any case his touch steadied her. He hadn’t moved, pressing so close to her she could feel him like a protective blanket surrounding her. “Of course you can. Block out the fire. The guns. They don’t matter. Only your cat. Get past fear. You won’t lose who you are, you’ll grow. Let go of you and reach for her.”