Eighteen Years Prior
~Bastet~
“What do you need, sister?” Selene asked me. I stood beside her, staring at the mural with the hare, the dragon, and the jaguar.
“A prophet,” I said simply. “I've been trying to connect with one for four hundred years, but she kills them every time.”
“There are feline tribes in all of South America. You can find true-blood feline prophets there,” Selene said, almost angrily. I rolled my eyes. Of course, she didn’t know. No one did. I had carried this burden alone for so long, and this was the first time I was asking someone else for help.
“Not any feline, Selene. The first time I tried the prophet bond, I realized the connection with my children was not the same.” I remembered the traumatic experience vividly. The chosen feline went crazy, and I was stuc
