Novel & Cerita Dragon Wolf Tattoo

It was stunning. I looked to my collarbone and saw the abstract swirls of sunrise that slowly faded into sunset. In the sunrise portion of the colours I could see the shape of his wolf, it curved and fit the shape of my breast, the swirls and strokes of colour covering the side of my breast. Where the colours darkened into sunset there was the form of his dragon in flight, the swirls and strokes of colour stopping at my hip. It was a large mark and it was absolutely stunning. It perfectly matched him and I was so proud to have it on my skin.

Did he intentionally hide it from me then? He's a dragon and he drew a wolf tattoo on his back. So many questions were flowing through my mind but none replied to me. "He definitely has a good reason to have done that to his back, " Laila said to me as I kept on staring at the dragon. My eyes were fixed on his back trying to figure out what the tattoo might really mean. It was as if the dragon was also staring back at me and my heart skipped a bit. Yet I didn't stop looking.

For the most part, the packs got along but there was still always a sense of authority that was tested. “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you look good. Can’t be representing our pack badly.” Jacob was getting our Crest tattooed on his chest. It was the head of a wolf with its teeth showing and blue blood dripping from the fangs. Kind of spot on for whoever designed it but whatever.

The revelation about the masked man having a dragon tattoo had struck a chord within him, sending his thoughts spiraling. A surge of memories flooded his mind, memories he had tried to bury deep within his consciousness. The image of a fierce dragon tattoo, its intricate design etched upon a powerful Lycan King's arm, resurfaced in his thoughts. Xander knew all too well the significance of such a mark. It was a symbol of authority, a mark reserved for those who held immense power within the Lycan community.

"I am not sure yet. I just heard some ladies at the club talking about it. However, what if it's just another mob called Black Wolves, you don't even know what the killer looks like?" "I may not have seen his face, but he has a black wolf tattoo. A tattoo of a wolf was clearly drawn on his arm, and the word BLACK was boldly drawn in it, signifying black wolves. I am sure every clan member must have a tattoo like that, just like we all in the Adrenaline mob, who have dragon tattoos".

“No.” I said firmly. “I must insist. Yo-” the doctor stepped forward “You touch me with that needle and I won’t be the only one with a concussion.” I threatened. “I saw your tattoo. You can’t be afraid of needles.” Janine said. Damn, I had a massive tattoo of my wolf on my back. She was pure white, which is a symbol of royalty. “What is your tattoo of?” Axel asked.

“What do you know about it? I remember the stories you told me when I was a pup. Are they true?’ Tasha shot me a look, “very much so. My grandmother was the last Celestite wolf, her birth pack was Silver Dawn, but she was mated to a Dark Moon Gamma. Her son was the last Gamma this pack had as he never had children. My mother had two daughters. Myself and my sister, Kristin. Kristin was a warrior along with her mate, they had one daughter. Her mate died while she was pregnant in the fight with Silver Dawn. She left for Cerulean as she felt as if she saw her mate everywhere here. Where her daughter, Lillian, mated to the Cerulean Alpha Brandon. Producing Austin and Alessia.” “Austin is obvious

"A wolf's tribal mark isn't in any way related to a tattoo. It's more like an ownership. The one who owns you won't stop until he has you." I was terrified for Rogan's sake. If they take him, then there's no way I can ever get the chance to meet him. No, some thing must be done. There's some thing we don't know about yet.

“I sent the both of you out here to at the very least calm down and keep your eyes out of the matter but you both can’t just stop stepping on each other’s tail, can you?!” “Don’t you dare speak to me! You don’t even have it in you to keep your le-“ Before Hakan could even continue his sentence, the stinging pain of his cheek had pushed him back a couple of steps away from the twins. “Go ahead and continue that sentence, see where will that lead you Hakan,” it was safe to say, Skye was seething, her once blue eyes started shifting to golden ones, a feature that had come from being a Legacy Wolves, one that appears when once’s emotions had run wildly.

"Shadow Pack, I am happy you are all enjoying yourself. Now I would like to talk to you about something. As you know, Kaya and her friends are from the North. They all have tattoos. The one on their back is their pack tattoo they were born into. I have felt we should start this tradition. It is nice to have a permanent reminder of where you come from." I went on "Now I know you are wondering how we as grown wolves can get tattooed because of our healing abilities. Well your Luna and I experimented and we found that wolfsbane ink works well. It burns when it is tattooed more than a regular tattoo, but it heals and has no complications. Now I am not commanding you to get the pack tattoo the ch