Mother Daughter Dandelion Tattoo Novels & Stories

She didn’t want to meet me, but I begged the prison guard for the last visit. “Forget about me, Carys. Take good care of yourself. Don’t end up like me. I’ve made too many mistakes.” Her voice was gruff, and tears rolled down her cheeks. The weight in my chest held me back from saying anything. “You’ll always be my mother,” I said shakily. Mom burst out crying, releasing her innermost emotions. “Be a better person in your next life, Mom. Don’t make the same mistakes again.” She nodded and silently mouthed the words, “I love you”.

“Bigger than I planned, but it works. You want to look around?” I shook my head, my mind already made up. “Actually… I need you for something a little more personal.” Jaden raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Oh?” I rolled up my sleeve, exposing my wrist. “I want a tattoo. Something meaningful.” He nodded, walking closer, eyes scanning me like he could read the story etched in my veins. “Go on.” I inhaled sharply. “I want my sister’s name—Luna—inked on my wrist. And… with an infinity symbol. Around it, connected. Something that… shows she’s always with me.”

My dad asks. “Someone unannounced is coming.” My mom says without breaking our eye contact. “8 miles.” I say. My blood boiling in my veins. I turn my back to my mother and look into the woods. “Who is coming, Dora?” Mom asks me. “A man with dark skin, golden eyes, and a tattoo in his right arm.” I tell everyone. “Which tattoo, Pandora?” I hear the voice of the alpha asking me.

he said, “not that I was expecting anything less with you as its mother.” “I’ll d******d these images and the recording of the heartbeat for you to take home. You can pick up a copy at the front desk on the way out. Congratulations Mom and Dad. I’m not officially endorsing a product here, but I got my daughter’s heartbeat made into a soundwave tattoo. Best decision I ever made.”

We get out of the car and start walking on the sidewalk, "I do like her, but I don't want her to know." "Okay," I roll my eyes. "Are you going to get a tattoo with us, General?" Hunter asks, opening the door to 'Zander's Greatness'. My father shakes his head. "Nah. I'll wait for you guys at that bar,” he points, “While you get your little drawings done." Zander is a bald man covered in ink who has done ten of my tattoos. My favorite ones, the ones that mean the most to me. This time, Hunter and I get the date of our departure tattooed just below the tattoo we got last year, which is the same, just a date. Small and simple.

I quickly flipped my brain, trying to find something to say to distract him. "Err... hey Ry, what's that tattoo about? What's it say there?" I pointed to a tattoo on Ryder's arm. He pulled out his arm to give me a better look. The tattoo spelled "Layla". "This one is a special one," Ryder smiled. "Layla... is that your girlfriend?" I laughed teasingly. "What is that 05 09 08? Is that like some special date or something?" Ryder’s face suddenly became serious, and he said, "Layla was my mother's name. And that was the date she died,"

Ayla was blonde, a blonde so light it looked like silver in the sun. But they talked about a woman as well, but I don’t remember ever meeting Alex and Asher's mother. And to ask about her was out of the question. I made a mental note to talk with my parents when we got home. Could Ayla be related to Alpha Adam? Is she a daughter from the Blue Moon Pack? But why would a man like Adam send his daughter away? What could have been so wrong for him to have to? Or is all this just my imagination?

I smile back at her, she looked overjoyed to see me. “I love the hair.” One of his sisters say. Her eyes were similar to Vaughns, but not as grey. “I love your hair as well, I have been meaning to dye mine.” She flips her hair making me chuckle. It did look good, the purple highlights in her hair. “I’m the youngest sister, Dandelion. I hear it’s a mouthful, call me Dan.” “This is my first time seeing a Dandelion. I’m honoured.” “As you should be.”

“Daddy, it’s a tattoo, and it stays hidden with most clothing.” “You’re too wild like your mother.” I watch as my mum nudges him offended. “I told you not to let them be around the bikes, and biker guys. You turned her into this.” My mum argues back. My dad looking at it while shaking his head. Damon moves and he climbs out the pool and walks over, his eyes glancing to it. I watch as his smile turns to a grimace. “Shit.” His word quiet, but not quiet enough, my dad looks at him. “No denying that is a tattoo.” He laughs and walks off, my dad shaking his head.

Her clear tanned skin and soft brown hair, the way her brown eyes searched deep into my own, I’ve seen it all before, somewhere. “Hello” I finally spoke, stepping forward and holding out my hand for her, "I'm Zelena". ‐-------------------------------- Authors Note Finally the long awaited meeting of mother and daughter. What do you think will happen next? Will it be smooth sailing from here or are there more rough waters ahead