Esma’s pov
I quickly sprinted to the bathroom to freshen up. I glared at my reflection in the mirror and saying that I was looking like hell would be an understatement. What really shocked me was there was some kind of tattoo formed just above my left breast, near my collar bone.
I am usually pale all the time but this… this is the first time I could see my veins of my chest. It was some kind of tattoo; the veins were swirled in the beautiful manner forming a crescent moon. It looked beautiful at the first sight. But I have never seen this kind of tattoo on my mother or any other she-wolf. Maybe it was because I don’t bear his mark.
I drank his blood, tying myself with him, maybe this was because of his blood. He was not some normal wolf on the first place. He was a legend. My mate wa
