The Alpha’s Contract
He tells me as he changes his black tee to a red shirt.
He turns back to face me as he fastens his buttons. I was right when I first noticed no ink. Not a single tattoo could be seen, it was strange. Everyone in Moonshine was covered in them.
“Yes?” He asks
“Nothing.”
“Neah, I may not have known you for long, but I know when you have a question to ask. Ask!”
“You have no tattoos.”
“That's not a question.”
“Why?”
“They're not really my style. I know others have them to show their dominance or to show they belong to a pack. But I’m sure you will agree that I don’t need them.” He points to his crimson eyes. “These are enough to show my position in the world.”