Another Bite - Teen Wolf

Tattoo

Chapter 7

         The next day Derek and I decided to take an hour drive to the werewolf tattoo parlor. Before we hit the road we had to drop Junebug off at Brody’s place. Which is a huge pent house not far from the loft. And let’s say Dalton was more excited than he should have been for a eighteen year old guy.

So after that Derek and I made our way down there in his car that I don’t love as much as the old one. With my sketch pad in my lap we pull up to a little building. I look out the window to see a bright, blue, neon sign with the words Wolf Tats written on it. I haven’t even open the car door and I can already smell the scent of werewolves.

I get out of the car, closing the door as Derek comes over next to me wrapping his arm around my waist. Derek seems very tense and protective as we walk toward the door. “Relax I’m all yours.” I whisper and Derek seems to relax a little. Derek opens the door and we walk into the parlor.

I look around and there’s a desk with a guy sitting behind it doodling on a piece of paper. We both walk up to the desk and the guy looks up at us. The guy has light brown hair, blue eyes and a lip piercing. He sends us both a smile before putting down his doodle. “What can I do for the two of you?” He asks and I can see a little fear in his eyes so he avoids my eye contact.

I glance at Derek to see him giving the poor guy a nasty glare that scare the shit out everyone but me. I elbow Derek in the gut, ignoring the pain I felt and give Derek a look of my own. Then I turn my gaze back to the guy and he looks at us in amusement. “Sorry about Mr. Over Protective over here.” I say and I can feel Derek’s eye roll.

“No worries. And by the way I’m on a different team.” The guy says with a small smile and I return it. “See Derek, I should be the one being protective over here.” I say and the guy laughs nervously as Derek once again rolls his eyes. “My mate here wants to get a back tattoo.” Derek says to the guy and he nods digging for a piece of paper.

“Alright well I’m going to ask you some questions before we get started.” He tells me and I nod once. “Okay how old are you?” He asks. “Eighteen.” I say and he nods scribbling on the paper. “Born or bitten?” He asks next. “Bitten.” I answer. “Do you have control?” He asks looking up at me and I nod. “Okay last question are you an Alpha, Beta, or Omega?” He asks and I smirk a little.

“Got a choice for Luna on there?” I ask and his head snaps up to look at me as if I was joking. “Are you serious?” He asks and I nod while letting my eyes glow to prove myself. His eyes widen and he sends me a smile. “Well I’m not sure which ink to use for a Luna.” The guy mumbles and I look at him confused.

“We have to put didn’t types of wolves bane in the ink for different ranks.” He informs me and I nod. “Use the ink for an Alpha, her healing process would be exactly like an Alpha’s.” Derek says to the guy and he nods. “Okay, now I have warn you that the wolves bane may or may not make you shift, but not bad enough to make you go around murdering people.” The guy says and I nod with a sigh.

“Okay just sign this and I will go get your artist.” The guy says sliding the paper over to me with a pen. I pick up the pen and quickly sign my name on the line. After a little while the guy comes back with a girl trailing behind him.

“Alright this is Abby, and she will be doing your tattoo.” The guy says and Abby nods at us grabbing the paper that I signed. Abby motions us to follow her and we do all the way to a door. When she opens the door the smell of wolves bane hits me like a truck. I look at Derek to see his eyes instantly starting to glow. After a few seconds mine does the same and I can’t make them stop.

When I look around the room I see that the wolves bane smell is affecting everyone. I see that all the werewolves eyes are either red or yellow. Derek is the only the one that has blue eyes. And of course I’m the only one with purple, blue, and red mixed eyes.

Derek puts his arm around my waist and is glaring at every male with his piercing blue eyes. Everyone is looking at me with a mix of awe and shock and some a little jealousy. Soon Abby leads us into room and Derek shuts the door. “I figured you didn’t want people staring at you.” Abby tells me turning around and I see her red glowing eyes.

I send her a smile and she returns it sitting down. “Okay so what do you want your tattoo to be?” She asks me and Derek hands me my sketch pad. I sit down on the tattoo chair searching for the drawing. When I find it I hand it to Abby and she takes it from me. She looks at it for a while before looking up and smiling at me.

“I love it, you’re really talented.” She tells me and I smile at her. “Thanks.” I say excitedly as she hands it back to me. “Where do you want it at?” She asks me while getting an ink gun ready. “On my back.” I tell her and she nods at me. “Okay take off your shirt and lay on your stomach in the chair.” She tells me shaking an ink bottle in her hand.

I strip off my shirt handing it to Derek before lying on the chair. Abby puts on some gloves before rolling over here in her chair. “Okay I’m only going to unclip your bra and move the straps down a little. Are you comfortable with that?” She asks me and I nod, so she unclips my bra. “Alright because of the wolves bane it will probably burn like hell.” She says and I sigh nodding my head.

“Okay here we go.” Is the last thing I hear before I feel a thousand needles injecting my skin.  I hiss in pain a little and I hear Derek grunt, gritting his teeth. She didn’t lie about the burning part. I feel like my skin is on fire and it’s pinching my skin off. After a while the burning and pinching becomes a little numb.

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After about two hours, Abby finally announces that she is done. I sigh in relief when I feel the needles leave my skin. I slowly stand up pressing my bra to my chest and walking to the giant mirror. I face my back to it and finally turn my head to look at it. I instantly cover my mouth with my hand as I look at the beautiful tattoo printed into my skin.

“It’s beautiful!” I exclaim and I look over at Derek to see him smiling at it. “Like you.” He whispers when he gets closer to me, giving me a kiss on the cheek.