Before Tatiana knew what she was doing she had stumbled into volunteering herself Selena’s private chauffeur and bag carrier. Her best friend’s shopping list included, among other things: a baggy set of spare clothes; feline grooming products; and a succubus.
Jezebel du Charme had a well-earned reputation as a school slut. The raven-haired teen now sitting in the backseat was also Tats and Lena’s classmate. They found her feeding on a female clerk at the pet store, admiring her pussy... cats. Once she figured out what the two of them were plotting, the demonic cat-lover had wedded herself to Selena’s hip. She was as curious as Tatiana to see her friend transform into a Weretiger. Her questions ranged between that and not-so-subtle flirting.
Tatiana never considered herself the morose kind of undead sulking away her life in some dusty castle. She had asked Selena and while she hadn’t exactly rejected the vampire, her response hadn’t been ‘Yes! By the Moon! Yes!’ either. Didn’t mean she had to like it. “Mom is happy to let you tear up the von Karstein backyard. Far away from that pack of assholes.”
“...Oh, um,” Selena’s cheeks burned red even as her attention shifted from Jezebel to Tatiana, “they’re hunting near th-the Clallam side of the Olympic National Park tonight. Besides, I’ll have my Tats there to protect me.” Modern sensibilities, natural toughness, and regenerative abilities kept murders and permanent injuries to a minimum whenever clans settled disputes. “My dad is my dad, whatever happens.” Selena’s father was also the current Alpha and had responsibilities to his clan which soon wouldn’t include her.
“As if you’ll need me, Lena. Bengal Tigers are massive. Just sit on his face until he accepts you.” Tatiana said, still a little jealous. She was nearly drowned out by Jezebel’s giggling. It was absolutely petty, but taking a steep and sudden turn to shut the dirty-minded demon up felt far too satisfying to pass on. “Anyway, we’re at the park. The sun is also setting.”
The succubus sitting in the back stretched out an arm like they were in class and she wanted permission to speak. “Thanks, Tats. Question. Either of you have any idea if the brush works on Succubi? I mean, only if you’d have me as a pack member, Selena.”