23: Tears of joy

Her tattoo was a uniquely carved half moon and it rested just a little below her chin, and I’d know that tattoo even if i was awoken from a trance that lasted a million years because it was the same tattoo that I’d been given the minute i clocked 16, and it was in that exact same location.

My head spun as I stared back at it and I blinked rapidly to check if my eyes were deceiving me or not.

All of the women from my pack that had been born into royalty or had some form of relation to the royal lineage had that tattoo, and I’d assumed that I would be the last person to ever walk the face of the earth with it.

Well, until her.

I watched her eyes follow mine to find the reason why my eyes had remained fixed on her neck and the minute she realized that I’d seen her tattoo, she used her palm to cover it which forced me to move my eyes from her neck and face her against my will.

“Like I said, I'll tell you everything you need to know. But it's not safe to talk here, come with me to a more