The comfortable, food-and-wine-induced haze of our post-heist celebration lingered in the air, a warm blanket of shared victory. I lay back against a mountain of pillows, Adelle's head a heavy, purring weight on my stomach, my fingers still absently stroking her and Nessy's curls. The husky was humming a soft melody under her breath. It was a moment of rare, perfect peace.

Naturally, Kristi was the one to break it.

She shifted beside me.

"Alright," she said. "I can't just let this go. Alec. Nessy."

We both looked at her.

"The Superstore," she began. "Nessy's note. The things you said at the plaza, about burying Viv's body. The 'Slayer.' What the hell happened in that other lifetime?"

Nessy-Candace stopped humming her song, her expression shifting slyly. "It's... complicated, Kris."

"I can handle complicated, who do you take me for?" Kristi retorted, "I just spent the day fighting alongside a Binder fox fused to a Bard dog. I think my definition of 'complicated' has been sufficiently expanded. Talk."

Nessy pursed her lips . "Look, explaining it all... it would take forever. Words can't really do it justice. It's not just a story, it's a... feeling. A memory that's also a scar. A sacrifice and a path forward to the current us."

"Try me," Kristi insisted.

"No," Nessy said, shaking her head. "You wouldn't get it. Not really. To understand, you have to... experience it, as me." She stood up, a mischievous glint in her mismatched eyes. "There's a much faster way to bring you up to speed."

Kristi's expression soured. "Oh no. No, no, no. I'm not a goddamn data port you can just upload your souls into!"

"Explaining is for nerds! Experiencing is for champions!" Nessy declared with a Candace-style cheeky laugh, striking a pose. "Come on, Kristikins. Don't you want to really understand? Don't you trust me by now?"

"Argh! You can't just... soul-meld with everyone who has a question!"

"Not everyone. Just you, Kris. And it's not a question. It's the answer to life, the universe and everything! The story of us!"

The husky's words hung in the air, a stalemate between Kristi's raptor stubbornness and Nessy-Candace playfulness. I remained silent, watching them. This was a decision Kristi had to make on her own.

Finally, with a growl of pure frustration, Kristi threw her hands up.

"Fine!" she snarled. "Fine! If it'll shut you up and get me some actual answers, let's get this over with. But if I wake up with a tail that wags, or a sudden urge to hoard shiny things, or to bind concepts, I'm blaming you."

A triumphant, dazzling smile spread across Nessy's face. "You won't regret this!" she chirped, pulling the startled raptor to her feet. "Okay, same rules. Open mind, open heart, open soul. Just... let me in. Well, no… accept our embrace, step into us, since you'll be riding along in my husky bod. Good?"

Kristi nodded. She closed her eyes, her posture rigid with reluctance. Nessy placed her hands on the raptor's temples, and the air began to hum.

"Bind soul!"

This time, the light that erupted from their point of contact was a symphony. Not just silver, but a prismatic cascade of emerald, violet, blue, and silver, all swirling together, shattering and reforming in bewildering patterns.

I felt the Dagaz bond thrum, a deep, resonant chord that vibrated through my own soul, acknowledging the union.

Then, the light collapsed inward. Kristi's body went limp. Adelle caught the raptor girl before she rolled to the floor. With a grunt, the cheetah hauled the unconscious raptor over to the second bed, laying her down gently beside Candace's sleeping form.

A silence fell. Nessy stood in the center of the room, her back to me. She was perfectly still. When she finally turned, I felt my breath catch.

Her eyes were a kaleidoscope, a constellation of irises within a single gaze. The warm sky-blue of Nessy, the sharp silver-gray of Candace, and now, the fierce, molten amber of Kristi. Three souls, one body. She was still Nessy, but more so. Sharper, brighter, seemingly more.

She looked at her own paws, flexing her dark claws. She opened her mouth, then closed it, as if testing the feel of this new, shared existence.

"How..." I asked. "How are you feeling?"

She looked at me. A slow, confident smile spread across her face.

"I've never been this much myself," she said, her voice a harmony of three undulating tones converging into one. "I've never felt so much. It's all... pawsome. And clawsome." Her smile widened. "It's all so clear now. I get it all. I get me. I get you. I get us!"

She took a step toward me, her movements a graceful blend of husky bounce, fox swagger, and raptor confidence.

"There's only one thing in the entire universe I want to do now," she declared, her gaze burning into mine, a promise and a conclusion all at once.

"What is that?" I asked, my heart suddenly hammering against my ribs.

In answer, Nessy reached for the hem of her white hexasuit. With a single, decisive motion, she unzipped it and pulled it off, letting it fall in a shimmering heap at her feet.

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"Rawr," Adelle commented, pulling off her own silver dress with a ravishing grin. "Sounds like you're talking in my language now."

My brain, already operating on fumes after high-stakes dungeon sim, Krishna temple dungeoneering and cosmic revelations, officially checked out. All that was left was instinct, a primal response to the overwhelming sensory input of seeing Nessy completely undressed in front of me and saying she only wanted one thing in life.

As I processed the view of her curves, she took a step towards me.

Then her mouth connected with mine with a warm, insistent pressure, punctuated by the occasional playful nip of canine teeth. Her scent filled my head—pine, lavender, and now somehow under it all, the sharp, clean scent of a thunderstorm, the flutter of feathers and the warm, earthy smell of fox.

Adelle, not to be outdone, claimed my neck from behind, her rough feline tongue and sharp teeth sending shivers down my spine. Her purr rumbled across my skin, making my own body hum in response.

"Uh," I managed, my brain scrambling for something coherent to output. "This... this is escalating quickly."

Nessy's kaleidoscope eyes flashed at me with a smile. "Relax. This is just the beginning," she stated

"Aren't you… a goodly Nazarite girl?" I asked as she let go of me for a moment. "What about the whole no physical fun before… a soul bond?"

"That was before I learned that you're my Slayer," she grinned, slowly unzipping my hexasuit. "But yes, you're right I don't think I could have done this as just Nessy. But this is three times the feels, three times the me. Kind of impossible, pointless to resist the urge to maul you now. I think that we've earned this. All of us. Besides, I am my own soul-bond priestess now." She laughed.

Nessy's kisses grew hungrier, her paws roaming, tugging at my outfit with a playful impatience. I helped her, fumbling a little. Adelle's claws traced patterns on my back, she pressed her breasts against me, her tail curling around my leg.

I was pinned between them, a willing captive in a storm of fur and unrestrained affection. The world narrowed to the feel of their bodies against mine, the heat of their breath, the intoxicating scents that filled the air. My own hexasuit joined Nessy's one and Adelle's dress on the floor, discarded without a second thought.

Nessy pulled back for a moment, her gaze intense, searching. Her finger, tipped with a dark, sharp claw, rose to my forehead. Gently, reverently, she traced a cross on my skin. Then, she traced the same symbol on her own forehead.

"In the eyes of the Slayer, in the heart of the Pack," she sang in a trio of voices. "I bind us. Soul to soul. Now and forever. Do you accept me as your bonded mate until the end of time and beyond it?"

"I..." I let out.

"Are you seriously officiating the Nazarite blood soul bond?" Adelle asked, interrupting my reply.

"Absolutely," Nessy said. "In front of a witness and everything." She gestured towards Adelle. "Can't get more official than this. To make us officially cosmically, legally, and spiritually a thing!"

The cheetah let out a loud, barking laugh, which earned her an immediate, sharp swat to the face from the husky.

"Bad girl," Nessy scolded, her tone playful. "No making fun of the sacred blood rites. And you already claimed my mate without my permission. Tsk, tsk, tsk."

"You snooze you lose," Adelle fired, caressing my chest.

Another swat flew across the cheetah's face, much harder this time. A meowl sounded from Adelle who rubbed her cheek.

"Bad bad Addie," Nessy sang. "Just couldn't wait, could you?"

"Not really," she said. "I knew that he's mine. Knew it in my heart, in my soul… in my pants."

I glanced at the cheetah whose orange arms were wrapped around me, sliding down.

"I still can't believe that Addie is part of you, Ness," I said.

"Addie is my pride," Nessy-Candace-Kristi smiled. "She's my fury, the part of me that punches first and asks questions later because waiting hurts too much. She's my loyalty that's so absolute it's self-destructive. She's the instinct to claim, to possess, to mark what's mine so fiercely that no one would ever dare take it away. She's my courage, my inner fire."

"Oi, why you talkin' 'bout me in third person, like I'm some kinda old chewed up apple," Addie huffed.

"What was that?" Nessy tilted her head. "Do I smell… feelings?"

Adelle, who had been lazily tracing patterns on my stomach with a black claw featuring her new name patterns, went still. She looked at Nessy, defiant expression gradually softening into something raw and vulnerable.

"Go on, say it," Nessy purred. "I know you want to. I can smell your intentions, Ads. You cannot escape my thrice as powerful Astral gaze."

"F-ffineeee," A low, pathetic mewl escaped Adelle's throat. "I want in," she whined, a desperate, needy sound. "I want to be part of the official blood bond too. Not just... the side piece who was stupid enough to drunk-claim Alec first."

Nessy grinned again, a flash of pure, unadulterated Candace-style mischief bursting to the surface. "Only as one," she said with a playful challenge in her tone.

Adelle threw her arms up with a groan. "Slayer, you're cheeky fuck! You can't just keep absorbing people!"

"Tut, tut, I'm not absorbing," Nessy corrected. "I'm... Putting myself back together. With extra bits. Extra skills. Extra life experiences. Multiplying self."

The cheetah fretted for another moment, her violet-blue eyes darting between us. Then, with a long, drawn-out sigh of surrender, she slid away from me down from the bed, sinking to her knees.

"Fine," she muttered, striped tail wagging. "Do it. Add me, you cheeky beerch."

Nessy laughed. "As you wish, kitty cat."

Her eyes locked with Adelle's.

"Bind soul!" She declared, wrapping her white paws around the cheetah's head.

The now-familiar silver light flared between them, a bridge of pure magic. There was no hesitation, no resistance from the cheetah. Adelle simply opened herself to the fusion, her expression one of eager surrender. The light pulsed, a blinding flash of detonating rainbows, and then Adelle's body went limp, her head slumping forward as her soul was drawn into the husky.

With a casual, almost dismissive motion, Nessy nudged Adelle's unconscious body with her foot, sending it tumbling off the bed to land in a soft, unceremonious heap on the plush hotel carpet.

"Oops," she said, though her grin told me it was no accident. "Clumsy me."

Then, she turned her full, undivided attention back to me. All four of them, my entire pack—the Bard, the Binder, the Knight, and the Berserker—looked at me through one pair of eyes. The combined intensity of her gaze was a supernova of love, desire, and possessiveness that left me utterly breathless.

"Now," she whispered, "where were we?"

She didn't bother waiting for my answer. She kissed me, and the world dissolved.

This was a claiming. A fierce, all-consuming kiss that was a promise, a challenge, and a homecoming all at once. Her hands were everywhere, tracing the large, unhealed scar on my chest left by the obsidian knife, tangling in my hair, pulling me closer until there was no space left between us.

Then her claw traced a cross on my forehead. "Do you accept this binding forevermore, my Slayer?" She grinned.

"I… do," I said.

"Then so do I," she bit her finger and traced blood crosses and Dagaz runes across both of our heads. "From now and on forever. No matter who we are, no matter where we are. To always find each other. No matter if the world burns and ends. No matter if we die. No matter if we are divided or multiplied. Blood bind the soul pact of [[[Love]]]! Absolute Dagaz!"

Lines of brilliant rainbows stretched between us, like fractal aurorae suddenly exploding into existence between our naked bodies.

"It is done," Nessy grinned and pounced on me.

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