“Shit. None of you grew up surrounded by Werewolves and Vampires.” Eyebrows rose for the three cheerleaders at that last part. Starting from the top, Selena gave a short summary on Lyalls, the supernatural aspects of Weres, her friendship with Tats and meeting Lisel as an introduction to seers. Her knowledge was woeful, but the Weretigress felt like she covered the important parts. Amber would kill her if she skipped another class, and Selena promised to fill in all the corners she cut later.
“Best way I can explain it is that a Seer is untethered from the physical world. Becoming a Were shifts that connection further away; toward a closer connection to our Goddess. Our Lady Moon can channel more of herself through them, including her blessings or curses. The seer can also pull on another Were’s soul and help them explore their inner selves and sometimes their future in ways most other Shaman’s can’t. Not as easily.” All second-hand information from what she could piece together from Lisel and the Lyall Shaman, Fenrir. But she could only ask one of them from advice unless she wanted her whole family to find out. “So whichever one of you is the Seer needs to know what they’re stepping into.”
Raised Jewish all her life, Hannah had hard time with the implications of essentially becoming a priest of an entirely different faith over night. Slivers of uncertainty tensed her muscles and which Stella could sense through their mutual grip.
“In my dream the Hannah that hun-,” Stella took a deep breath, “that hunted me through the woods made me feel confident, secure, and loved. When she fucked me it was the first time I didn’t hate having something in my sex. Don’t ask me how, but I think you already are her. You’re still you. Just waiting,” with her heart throbbing Stella reached over to caress and feel the warmth radiating through the side of Dershowitz’s face, “to admit it to yourself.”
She didn’t quite launch herself into Stella, but Selena had other things on her mind than following or listening to hushed whispers that Hannah shared with her girlfriend. Her felt like it ran colder than Tats’s venom as she wrestled with a growing dread at a sudden self-discovery. Despite wanting nothing else than hurl her breakfast into the nearest toilet stood still with her gaze turned inward.
A stray glance from Zoey took Selena back. The cheerleader was chewing her lower lip. The two found a strange comfort in seeing their distress reflected in each other’s features. Even if Stella hadn’t meant it for either of them, her last words and understanding gesture burst the dam.
“Stella, I’m non-binary.” Relief flooded Zoey as she was the first of the two to find her tongue. Absent-mindedly touching her cheek where Stella had done so for Hannah and feeling the teen’s fingers there. Ashlee embraced her, knowing Zoey could use her shoulder as support.
And the goosebumb rose high for Selena as she partially released the chains of her Weretiger form. Since the surprise of receiving her cock, not having it there had made her feel a little lost and disappointed. Or, well, incomplete. It ran deeper, but she’d figure that out gradually. “Yeah, I am too.”
“Oh…I-I did that?! Shit! Does this mean I am the Seer?!” Instead of... something else anyway that Selena had expected to see, Stella looked distraught. “Th-the words just came. I didn’t know and even if I did you shouldn’t had to have found out this way.”
“Calm down.” Zoey snapped with the authority of the de-facto head cheerleader. “Its fine. Really. You’re the second best person I think who should hear it first.” The number one craned her neck and pleaded for a kiss and Zoey obliged. “Third, if I count myself. I guess, I dunno. You aren’t the only one with parents who wanted a little miss perfect.” Pretending to be Vice-Captain was one of her ways of rebelling against that. Ashlee and the rest of team really came through for her. Living her life what over her head hadn’t left room for much else. “Hey, Selena could I see the brush?”
Eager for the change of subject and being included so she could focus elsewhere while she gathered herself, the Alpha retrieved and effortlessly tossed the silver artefact over.
“Would you mind if borrowed it during the full moon? After you are done, I mean. All you need to do is brush an animal and then myself, right? Thinking about forming my own Were clan.”
Morgana hadn’t been exact on the specifics of the magic. What would happen if multiple animals were brushed? Selena had a thousand questions she should probably ask the Witch before she went to meet Tatiana. “There’s someone we should speak to first. But, yes. Worst is that I have to find another Bengal Tiger. And Stella, please call this number. They're so much better at explaining than I am.”