Novel & Cerita Lion Eyes Forearm Tattoo

"Will you uphold your title as Luna and do your duties with pride?" "I will." "Will you always be there for your pack when necessary?" "I will." "And with that I shall crown you as the new Luna of Blood Moon Pack." He gently took my hand and muffled a "sorry" before cutting wrist. He cut his own wrist and he let the blood drip into mine. Suddenly, my emotions were clouded and my mind was full. I felt so much warmth and love. Many members tested out the mind link and I could read everyone's thoughts.

I gasped, pressing my hand over my mouth to keep from screaming. There, on the man’s inner wrist, was a tattoo. It was a small, black lion's head with a crown. It was the exact same mark I had seen on Miller’s arm. It was the same mark I had seen on the guards standing outside my door. It was the mark of the Lionel family. "We know you saw the shipment," the man with the tattoo said. "And we know you took the drive. Give it back, and maybe you'll see your sons again."

But now I became hesitant even though I was excited in the forest. Seeing my hesitation, Evelyn sucked on my waist. "Step up; Alpha is waiting for you." Done, she pulled up her sleeve to reveal a tattoo. "My tattoo is here." This is the first time I've seen it at such a close distance. It's a very delicate tattoo. The symbol of the Black Moon, surrounded by a black moon, in the center is an image of a mighty black wolf sitting with its back to the moon. It's haughtily, as soon as I saw it, I loved it.

“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

I heave out a humourless chuckle. She leads me towards the couch and I look down to stare at the tattoo on her hands. It mesmerizes me the second I saw it, it’s electric blue and a lot larger than every other elemental out there. I included. 2 large lightning bolts are carved on the sides of her hands, starting from her wrists all the down to her elbows, and both ends of the bolts are connected to the other through a white line.

Gripping the reins time and again, he drove the cart with a crestfallen face that bloomed disappointment and not to forget a bit of frustration too. The tattoo vanishing all of a sudden wasn't a good sign. The right backhand of every Lycan whether it was Lycan Rogue or a sane Lycan always had this tattoo on it. Usually, it would look just like an ordinary tattoo but when the Lycan Power is exercised to protect oneself or others, or to attack someone, in such cases, the Lycan Powers inside the Lycan's body gets activated and that is when the tattoo would glow instantly. The tattoo also helps to kindle the energy that Lycans would need in such scenarios. In case the Lycans get injured, it's th

He scoffed, taking off his trousers, and I looked away. A wave of dread washed over me, not sure what to expect next. Fear rose in my chest as I curled my fingers into the bedspread. By the time I looked back up, he was fully undressed, but he had his back facing me. I felt a drool escape my lip as my eyes traveled over his body—broad shoulders, his muscular back adorned with a large crest tattoo, identical to his brother's, except he was larger, taking up the entire top left side of his back. The tattoo depicted a shield with two swords crossed above it. Two lions stood on their hind legs, pulling the shield from both sides. Below the shield, a banner displays the name "Dontrell." The desig

Her spine is readjusting. Amara screams some more, looking at me, begging me to help her but there is nothing I can do. My mother yells. Don’t fight the shift Amara, it will only hurt more. Welcome it. Accept it. Before we know it a huge Lycan stands before us. Golden eyes with a hint of red. All white fur, ruby red forearms and legs with 3 tails, 2 white and one red and a half-moon on her forehead. Thalia comes running. “I heard “then she stops dead in her tracks looking at this transformation before us. Is... Is that Amara? Thalia asks, shocked.