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He was chosen by the Fire Spirit, I did not even see it. After a few seconds, I finally found him. He was looking at the Fire Spirit, floating in front of him. The fire spirit has not yet left. The Fire Spirit i8s wearing an armor-like suit just like the Earth Spirit but his suit id in color red and have gold linings. I am just looking at them, intently. It looks like the Fire Spirit is talking to Aiden but the latter is just looking at him. Not long after, the Fire Spirit looked at my direction and smiled at me. The stern-looking spirit smiled at me. Or not. I’m not really sure where exactly he is looking at. The Fire Spirit returned his gaze to Aiden who is now looking at me too. When he n

He was afraid that his sharp fangs would hurt his fragile, delicate mate. Lilly saw that the tattoo was on Declan's chest, right where his beating heart was. It’s as big as Lilly’s palm and looks like a Ylang flower and a crescent moon in a circle, surrounded by lines that look like some tree vines. Meanwhile, Luca got the tattoo on his right, lower stomach, just on his sexy hips. And Finn has it on his right shoulder. The color of it is also different for the three of them. Declan is blue, Luca is white, and Finn is purple.

“I’m not going to say no to that.” Of course, I a loud him to undress me first, and looking at the lust in his eyes as he stares at my body made my skin feel really warm. Now it was our turn to take his clothes off, and of course his body didn’t let me down. It was very tone, muscles, a nice eight pack and a tattoo I didn’t see before. The tattoo was above his heart of a ying-yang with one side being of the sun with the morning light, and the other is with the moon with a stary night sky. I ran my hand over the tattoo feeling the heat on his skin and the lust in his eyes. “You’re playing with fire my silver rose, and I’m not sure Lucian nor I will be able to stop from taking you right now. B

It was a really strange piece of work but it also looked quite attractive at the same time. On top of the tattoo, there was an edge of the sphere that resembled the waning moon and started downwards with a series of vice-like lines that possibly looked like vines or serpents and in the middle part of it was shaped into something like a two-tray scale and ends with something in the form of a fire-like sketch. It was a very odd combo. I reasoned out that maybe the serpent and balance represented lies and justice, but the moon and fire made no sense. “Did I ever mention that you look very cute when you’re face is scrunched up with confusion?” A rick velvety voice speaks up beside me and I whip

Then my gaze fell on Cara. She stood in the fading moonlight, her chest rising and falling rapidly, her skin streaked with blood that wasn’t hers. She held herself tall, shoulders squared, but I saw the tremor in her fingers, the faint shaking in her knees. And still she looked like fire. Still, she burned, even in the aftermath of war. Kai snarled inside me, demanding I go to her, mark her, take her, claim what was ours. She fought beside us. She bled with us. She is ours.

It was me, naked with my hair covering my breasts. The flames around me didn't burn my body, instead, they gave me an aura of power and danger. The other me had an intense gaze, an intense power, an intense air of domination. She moved her hand upward toward her chest. On her right hand, I saw a bright red tattoo, a symbol I had never seen before. The tattoo looked fresh and extremely raw as if the skin was branded. She put it over her heart and the flames went wild. They surrounded her like wings, almost engulfing her. Her intense gaze kept looking at me, without feeling as the wolf moved in slow motion through the air, and as it almost reached me, its figure vanished in the cold air.

A familiar, husky, baritone voice cuts in. The Summoner and I turned our gaze on the man who just came in and I am right. It’s the fire wielder. Fear started to creep on its way to my heart as his fuming presence gets closer to us. He stood an inch from me and a smirk escaped from his kissable lips. “I love your tattoo.” He uttered in the most annoying way which made my forehead crease in confusion. “What tattoo…?” I stopped as I glance on my shoulder he was looking at. My eyes widened as I saw how the wound turned into a tattoo—a red burning rose to be exact.

I stared behind him and the mats gradually grew bigger when I saw what his tattoo was. I held you gently, I even felt him flinch because of that, but he let me go. I noticed the slight tilt of his face as if trying to see me. "Y-you, have the faction's tattoo." I whispered. The symbol of this faction is the fire burning a sword with the wings of a bat. "Like you..." It was almost like a breath. His voice was hoarse as he said that before gently facing me. "Why did you choose that tattoo..." "I want to be the fire that burns the sword of evilness and fear, I want to be brave to protect the person I want. I want to be fearless to face the truth... and I want to have it, to be different ...."

I loved that he didn’t shave or wax all the way… it seemed more manly to me, plus it was soft to the touch and I couldn’t wait to feel more. He had tattoos, but he wasn’t tatted out like I had expected from a biker. He had the Dogs of Fire logo on his inner forearm, and that same arm was sleeved up to his shoulder. The other arm was also sleeved, but ended at the elbow. Down his left side and slightly across his ribs was a black and white tattoo of the lily flower with the word “Lily” interwoven in the design.

I laid down on the bed as Phil, the tattoo artist, started working on my new ink. Josh was on another bed adding to the sleeve on his arm. My tattoo was half of a wolf’s face in a Samoan design with the caption ‘Fight or Die’ underneath it. Josh had phoned some old friends he still had and had arranged for an introduction to the man that ran the fight nights in California. We went to the first one and just watched. The place was packed and I felt sure that I could have taken that night’s fighters easily.