Tattooed Luna
Jacob gave me a look.
“Down boy, just a joke.” I laughed as I kept going. The bell ringed again, this time, the person entering was someone from another pack.
“Hello, I heard this was the place to go for a tattoo?” We all looked at him. Oh, fuck. He gave Ace a run for his money. His black hair was gelled back, his green eyes landed on me and my world paused. His leather jacket did little to hide just how muscular he was. It was his jeans that caught my attention. They were on the tighter side but the biker boots finished his look.