"Oh Tom," swooned Alice Stevens, embracing the man she loved and was about to usher into were society. "From the moment you walked into my costume shop, I knew there was something special about you."
"Funny," replied Ace Reporter Tom Herald, "I was thinking the same thing the moment I first spotted you. But there is still one thing I need to know."
"What?" asked Alice, even as she was loosening his tie and starting to unbutton his shirt.
"I've heard his opinion on the subject, but what is an inner were?"
"Huh?" said Alice, stopping in mid-button to look directly at her future werefox.
"For the last couple of days I've been having conversations with this male British voice. He says he's my inner were and that we are destined to be together," explained Tom.
You are mate. You are, the voice in his head confirmed.
"Well," began Alice, looking at Tom more closely, "I've never had one myself since I'm a naturally born werevixen, but the way I've heard it, normal human beings who are destined to become weres start hearing their future self, or their inner were, if you want to call it something more appropriate. When their moment starts drawing near, the voice guides them to their destiny."
"Then what happens?" asked Tom.
"What do you mean?"
"What happens to the inner were voice?"
"Oh," said Alice, realizing what Tom was asking. "Well, from what I know, you lose the ability to speak to it directly once you become a were, but it's still a part of your new were instincts."
"You mean I won't get to talk to it, I mean-him any more?"
"Not verbally. It will be more like intuition and heeding your were instincts."
"Did you know about this?" asked Tom.
Alice was about to respond when she realized he wasn't asking her.
From the start I'm afraid. It's my destiny mate, replied the voice. But like Alice said, I'll still always be a part of you.
"Then, any last words of advice?" wondered Tom.
She loves you. You love her. Live happily forever after is obvious. I know you two are destined for great things together, including a couple of kits in your future. But if you're asking me from a professional perspective, why don't you try something new as a journalist and instead of the crime beat start covering politics? Now there's a profession that needs a serious truth seeker, let alone a good swift kick in the arse! replied the voice, not revealing Tom's destined future to be the first Were President of the United States someday.
"You do have a point, mate," said Tom with a smile.
Now then, give her a kiss from me, and don't keep the lady waiting any more mate, advised his inner were, before growing silent.
"Is everything all right Tom?" asked Alice, still in his embrace but now looking at him with some concern.
"Just had to say goodbye," replied Tom. "Now then, this is from my inner were," he said, giving Alice an affectionate peck on the cheek, "and this is from me," before giving her another passionate kiss.
"I've delayed my destiny long enough. Time to embrace the future!" he said with a smile, before picking Alice up off her feet and carrying her to the bedroom.