Then as if she had no other choice, she ran to catch up to Maya. Connor breathed a tentative sigh of relief and followed close behind, watching her tail swish back and forth, taking in her heavenly sexy scent, and wanting her for his own. There was no doubt in his mind that this wouldn’t be easy.
And they had a long way to go before he and Maya could get Kat safely to their home in Texas.
Maya had so badly wanted Kat to be Connor’s mate that she hadn’t considered all of the potential pitfalls. She was glad her brother didn’t seem angry with her. In his usual way, he was trying to make the most of what could be a bad situation. He truly was interested in making Kat his mate, so how could he be too irritated with Maya when she had helped to make it happen? Maya hoped Kat would also want him for her own.
Except now, they really did have a problem with getting Kat home safely without her shifting at the wrong time and getting them all into a lot of hot water. But Maya was sure that she and Connor could come up with something that would get them through this situation intact.
As for Kat, Maya was sure Kat would forgive her once she learned how advantageous being a shifter was and how wonderful having Connor as her mate would be. And Maya was not forgetting how Kat would have a sister all at once, too. Kat couldn’t be unhappy about that.
Maya was delighted when Kat began to follow her. Before that, she’d figured they were going to have a real fight on their hands to get Kat to go with them. They couldn’t force her; they had to show her how much they wanted her to be part of the family. Maya was already thinking they might have to find the local shaman for some kind of tranquilizer they could use on Kat to get her to comply with their wishes until they could convince her she would be all right. If they tranquilized her, would she turn? Stay as a jaguar? Human?
Anything they did was iffy.
To Maya’s relief, Kat was sticking close for now while Connor took up the rear. Kat had gone a long distance from the hut, crossed several tributaries, and hadn’t left her scent much of anywhere, so Maya was glad she had roared for them and finally clawed the tree.
Maya had been worried Kat might have been injured, but she appeared fine, except for being shook up. Maya wanted to check out the other jaguar that had been roaring while he tried to locate Kat. What if he was a jaguar-shifter? For now, though, her loyalty was to her brother and Kat. Maya’s own needs had to come second, considering how much of a bind she had put everyone in.
When they reached the hut, Maya waited for Kat to go up the steps first, but she just stared at them. Maya looked back at Connor to see his take on the situation. He raised his brows slightly, but then looked back at Kat and continued to wait. He wasn’t going to push her.
Maya fought pacing. She wanted to sleep through what remained of the night. But suddenly Kat sat down on her rump as if she just couldn’t walk another step, climb the stairs, or move a muscle.
Connor was strong, but could he carry Kat up the stairs while she was in her jaguar form? She didn’t appear to be balking about being here, just that she was too tired…
No, not too tired. Kat began to blur in forms, first a cat and then a human.
Connor quickly shifted also and lifted Kat into his arms to carry her up the stairs. She was like a rag doll, all her energy spent. She still wasn’t herself after being sick for so many days, and all her exertion as a jaguar had taken more energy than she could afford.
Maya raced up the stairs after them, entered the screened-in porch, and stood in the doorway of the hut, her tail twitching back and forth as she waited to see what Connor wanted her to do. Connor had already placed Kat on the bed and pulled the cover over her naked body. He slipped on a pair of boxers as he watched Kat, as if he was afraid she would try to leave again. Her head resting on his pillow, she stared at Connor, not saying a word.
The night still cloaked the jungle in inky darkness, but it appeared they wouldn’t be getting much sleep.
Exhausted, Kat stared at Connor, unable to believe he was what she thought he had to be. He was gorgeous, his golden eyes filled with worry as he observed her. She couldn’t process all that had happened, no matter how much she tried to convince herself that none of this was a dream.
She didn’t say anything, waiting for him to speak first. What if she tried to talk, and she roared instead? She still had the heightened jaguar senses—sense of smell, hearing, night vision. That she might roar when she attempted human speech seemed only logical.
Connor sat down on the bed next to her, as if he was attempting to show her that he would no longer keep any socially respectable distance from her. That she was his. Naked. Covered only in a light coverlet. And she felt vulnerable.
He touched her hair spread out over his pillow. “Kathleen,” he said formally, his words spoken softly, “you’re one of us now.”
One of us. What did that mean?
She didn’t say anything, just stared into his beautiful eyes. She was certain Maya was watching them through the screen door, since Kat hadn’t heard it open and close.
“What are you?” she asked just as softly, so… so tired, but she had to know, she had to learn all she could before she could sleep. She wondered if they could morph into anything, like on the reruns of a sci-fi series she used to watch where some aliens could change into anything—even melding into metal or wood or water. She was glad that her voice had come out normally.
What if they could become eagles and soar over the jungle? Or porpoises and swim across the oceans? Or a snake slithering in the grass? She didn’t like the idea of being a slithering snake, but being a bird could be fun.
What were they really? Aliens from another planet? Any of it seemed too unreal to consider, but she had to know, although her head was pounding and she could barely keep her eyes open.
“We’re jaguar-shifters,” he said, his voice still quiet and reassuring, his hand still touching her hair as if it made him feel connected to her in some way or he thought she would feel comforted by his gentle touch.
She did. His touching her like this was reminiscent of the way he had taken care of her when she had been so sick. “You can only change into jaguars?”
He smiled… genuinely smiled as if he had never expected her to ask such a question. “Just jaguars, Kat. Nothing else. We were born this way.”
“Born…” she whispered. “How…?”
He gave her a half shrug. “Just like with regular people. We had a mother and dad, and our mother birthed us at the local hospital just like normal.”
“You… what… what if you had shifted in the middle of being born? Or couldn’t you have until you reached puberty, or something?” She could just imagine the poor human woman giving birth to a couple of cubs—and the looks on the doctor’s and nurses’ faces. And then when she was nursing them. Their teeth and claws… even thinking about such a thing made her breasts ache.
“Our mother could have birthed us as a jaguar, and we would have been cubs if that had happened.”
Kat closed her gaping mouth.
“When we were young, we were tied to our mother’s shifting. When she would shift, we would. When we were older, we knew enough not to shift when it was dangerous to do so.”
“You can control it?” she asked, surprised.
She sure couldn’t control it. One minute she was staring up at the steps to the hut, intending to climb them, and then in the next instant, she was dizzy and unbelievably tired and couldn’t move another inch. Couldn’t even stand. And then? She turned! And then she was sitting there as a human, naked and unable to stand or climb the stairs.