Novel & Cerita Werewolf Bite Tattoo

"Aiden, do you think a woman you rejected still has the right to wear your mark?" Aiden looked at the tattoo on my arm, a flicker of pain in his eyes. But he still nodded. "I understand." I picked up Elder Marcus's silver letter opener from the table. "Elena, don't," Marcus tried to stop me. "It's okay," I smiled at him. "It's just a tattoo." I raised the blade. Without hesitation, I carved it into my own skin. Right over the tattoo. Silver is a werewolf's bane. The moment it touched my skin, searing pain shot through me, a burning agony.

I could communicate with him using mind link and I was now also connected to his whole pack. I then rushed to use the bathroom. In the bathroom mirror, I was surprised to find a uniquely designed tattoo mark on my body. My whole back was covered with a mark showing a giant black wolf that had green eyes like Aiden. On my left shoulder there was a tattoo showing a crown containing a small wolf inside. I'm guessing that was now a mark to show that I'm now officially a Werewolf Princess because I had the same tattoo on my right shoulder to show that I was a Vampire Princess. But inside was a vampire tooth not a wolf.

I bit down as gently as possible, piercing her skin and then pulled back, licking the wound closed gently as her eyes slowly fluttered open. Instinct took over, and she lunged at me, sinking her own teeth into my neck and then rearing back to lick the blood away and seal the wound. I looked at her mark, a tattoo of two wolves staring at each other with a full moon behind them. I knew mine would be the same. "You marked me," Marissa said in disbelief, touching her neck softly and tracing the tattoo with her finger.

I exclaimed and by now Dominic had already pulled me in his lap and tried to comfort me by drawing soft circles on my back to soothe me down. “Relax honey bunch. Everything will be alright,” he coaxed. No ! Nothing can be alright now !! Someone fucking killed a supernatural being- a werewolf in broad daylight ! And not to forget that he was one of the Dark Lord’s rogues !! I am so screwed if they trace me through him. “You are panicking,” Dominic murmured and before I knew it, he had bitten me by my neck and immediately after, I lost myself to the dark blackness of unconsciousness.

After the near rape incident the first few months I was there, we had the tattoos done on our left arm to signify we were all one, part of the same group. A sigil of each pack combined into one tattoo. A wolf’s head with long fangs for Venom Fang, the crescent moon above its head for Crescent Moon Lucius’s pack, The forest behind it for the Black Forest pack that Johnny comes from, a red river at the bottom for Dex’s pack the Blood River Pack and the night sky, for the Dark Night Pack where Brent is from. They all have the same one. Heading out into the living room, I see them all sitting around chatting and laughing when they all look at me.

The delicious tingles sent electricity through my body all the way down to my core and I let out a soft moan. After he licked the wound, I pulled him down by his collar and sank my elongated canines into his collarbone that was exposed after he unbuttoned the first three buttons of his white dress shirt. Licking the wound, I smiled proudly looking at the mark that had formed. A crescent moon behind a white wolf with a crown tattoo on it’s head.

I scanned the trees in front of us and my eyes fell into the grass with rash movements, just near a chir pine tree. “Quinn, East!” I shouted as I felt something from the east running in our direction. Quinn nodded and immediately positioned her bow to release the arrow with poison. With a bolt, Quinn calmly let go of the arrow when a big brown werewolf appeared. This is our first time to see a brown-haired werewolf, most of the hunts we’ve been to have black or grey fur. “Brown?” Rendall asked as we saw the arrow hit its leg and growl in pain.

I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going, I swear, I didn’t do it on purpose. You see, this town is populated by werewolves and human alike. The wolves lives in the shadows, hiding their secret from the humans. They can identify each other by a tattoo of a wolf howling at the moon that is drawn at the back if their heads. I don’t know how they managed to identify and tattoo all the werewolves, but I’m guessing they all recognize each other because they are in the same pack. Janelle and her family had this tattoo as well. She had told me that it is the curse from the moon goddess. I didn’t ask for more details because I have no business with the werewolves. I have no tattoo and I am not

touched the spot between her neck and shoulder, “It’s going hurt. After I bite you, a mark will appear there and it will be similar to a tattoo. It’s a way to show people that we are mates and it will also be one of a kind. No one else will bare the same markings. They are unique to every mated pair of wolves.” Her eyes got slightly bigger and she bit her bottom lip as I watched her think on what I just said, “So do I mark you too?” Her question made me stop to think. How would she mark me? She has no canines and she is not a wolf. The Goddess must know a way but I couldn’t outright ask her, “I’m not too sure. I didn’t even think of that. I’m guessing we will just see how it goes and work f

"You are insane. I don't know who you are and what is going on, for all I know, this may be some silly prank or...maybe you are a member of an occult group or something. It's okay if you say Ava is one of you guys, at least her so called tattoo explains that." "Hold on, Ava has a tattoo?" It was at that point, I realised that I had messed up. I spilled the beans unconsciously. And if what Dylan was saying about Ava being a werewolf like him, then I was sure that I'd be dead. I could remember the death threat clearly Flashback: "Hillary, if you ever say anything to anyone about me and the tattoo, YOU'RE DEAD." "Did you just say that Ava has a tattoo? What does it look like?" Dylan asked again