Ella Holden POV
Many days passed, and still there was no danger. Marcus was busy with pack affairs and keeping track of rogues. I could barely see him and that was better for me.
With this temporary freedom, and most importantly, being away from Marcus’s watchful eyes, I decided to finally do something I had always wanted in my life. A tattoo. I had already booked an appointment with someone I knew since childhood, and he was going to ink those beautiful designs on my body.
“Good morning, miss.”
I smiled lightly and said, “Good morning. Is Mr. Chris here?”
“Yes! Are you Miss Ella?”
I nodded, and her smile widened as she pointed toward one of the rooms. “He’s inside. He’s been waiting for you for half an hour.”
I nodded again, gave a polite bow, and headed toward the room. I had know
