When The Moon Hides Her Crown
“This is the thing tying me, right?”
Alpha Hugo paled, “What do you think you are doing?”
He could not finish his question because Alpha Jude tore the tattoo off with his claws.
Skin ripped.
Blood sprayed.
The sacred black tattoo split apart in chunks of torn flesh and faded.
My eyes widened, others were equally shocked. Even Alpha Gideon.
“From this moment onward I am no longer part of the Academy!” Jude growled.
“Jude, don’t!” Hugo tried.
But it was too late.
The tattoo vanished completely, leaving only a raw, bleeding scar. And then—