Feminine Dog Tag Tattoos Novels & Stories

Her body language appeared genuine, although it would be the same under an alpha’s command. My searching eyes swept over her and then to her neck, "Oh wow! You are marked!" I almost jumped out of my seat to see the pretty wolf tattoo engraved on her neck with Forbes’ initials. Semani blushed with pride and her hand went up to touch her mark. Amoy giggles, she also wore her mark proudly. Envy spouted. One day, I'll have Heron's beautiful mark too. Amoy heralds to change the subject. "With the boys gone, let's invite Preya and Amber over to have a girl's night."

I turn to study her, and once again our eyes lock on the sunlight streaming through the gaps in the destroyed walls. Are these two, mates? They must be. The omega is in heat. But her scent is weak. Alpha is meeting her needs. His neck, however, leaves no mark. There's a dark rectangular symbol, an Outsider tattoo, but no sign of his dog's teeth. He still hasn't tagged her. She's still unclaimed and her heat is calling to me, sending my body into a rut. It's clouding my judgment as my blood is redirected from my brain to my hardened cock. "Orchid!" a voice growls from below.

One of them laughed as he said, "Does the tattoo hurt? If it really works, I'll need to get Greta to do one for my wife…" Before they could finish their conversation, they saw the tattoo on my chest, and their smiles froze. The words 'Public Male Amenity' were tattooed on my chest. That was the ultimate humiliation for a female of the pack. It meant the female werewolf had been stripped of all status and shamed into becoming a shared asset and a toy of the male werewolves. I pressed my hand on my chest as I tried to cover the burning tattoo. Greta laughed softly but mockingly. "Those words suit you very well. The tattoo I gave you will only boost your charm from here on."

"Now. Get off." Leonidas curled away now as she stood, a small whimper leaving his lips making her chuckle as she raised her hair up and made it into a bun. "We have all the time together." He nearly whined, "Time is never enough." She did not answer him and he did not expect her to. Leonidas' eyes went to the three headed dog black tattoo on her back. An emblem he only noticed that she let him see after his little confession. Many a time he had wanted to ask what it was. Why she had the tattoo of the god of the underworld's dog on her neck and not a Familia, but who was he to pry into hers when he had his to deal with?

He murmured then turned back to Alpha Benjamin. “Did the witnesses say anything else that could potentially lead us towards the attackers?" Benjamin massaged his temples then his eyes suddenly widened. “A girl told me before she died that they all seemed to have a tattoo of a dagger with a snake wrapped around it on their wrist" Zane nodded then turned to Raymond. “By the looks of it, we might have to move all the wolves into my pack. It has the most security" Raymond sighed. “There are wolves that are far away from yours,how are they going to get here before it's too late?" Zane sighed as he massaged his temples.

“Take a picture…it lasts longer” She said with a smirk before turning around collecting a few more gasps as they saw the tattooed feathers that hugged her waist and dipped into there work out bottoms as well as the ones that wrapped around her thighs. Dracon walked up and turned her around. “You got a tattoo?” He asked softly as he traced it with his fingers. “Yes, do you like it?” She asked as she felt him trace the two wolves in the center. Red had made the two wolves meet snout to snout as if kissing which Elleanna was thrilled about.

Grabbing the hem of my hoodie, I threw it over her head and let my eyes feast on her beautiful body, her slightly tanned skin glistening in the moonlight and decorated with black ink similar to mine. Eight tattoos, she had told me. The first one I had already seen before was on her right upper arm, a wolf standing over a half moon, howling. I knew there was an infinity made of flowers on the inside of her right wrist. I found the next on her sternum, another half moon but with a sword piercing through it. But what took my breath away was the intricate flowers and branches beneath her left breast that stretched up all the way to her back. There were two birds sitting amidst those bloomed flow

Jaela gasped. “What is it?” I panicked grabbing her shoulders. “Calm down son, show him your birthmark little one. I’m sure with his mind only on your romp in the sheets he never noticed it.” Jae rolled down the waist band of her yoga pants. There was an intricate tattoo of a lock surrounded by vines. “Your mate mark is that of vines without the lock” Tayen observed my neck. “Seeing as though you haven’t marked her, yet your mark is still incomplete.”

Adam’s head whips around to us at that moment and I hear him growl as he sees Jackson’s mark on my neck. “We all know that only a fated mate would have a mark that heals into a tattoo. I am proud to show you our marks,” he says turning his neck. I had not realized they had healed already, and I look at his mark feeling a sense of pride at what I see. There are two wolves standing beside each other. One lighter color depicting my wolf and a darker one, I assume depicting Jackson’s wolf. What makes me emotional is the Moon Goddess herself standing above the wolves giving them her blessing. It is rare to see that type of mark and I know it reflects a special bond. Mine would be identical

“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.