CHAPTER SEVENTY

Aidan 

HE STARED AT his red torso in the mirror, his focus on the tattoo of the wolf howling to the moon. 

Though a simple yet beautiful design, it caused him the most physical pain he had ever felt in his life since wooden needles were used. 

But looking at the result now, the pain was worth it. The light blue Wolf stood on a hill, her face lifted and howling to the moon. 

An artist from the nearest coven had been invited to the castle for this job. At first, the artist was confused about why a vampire king wanted a Wolf tattoo. 

But Aiden being the smart person that he was, did not say anything. Instead, he blood bounded the artist to secrecy. The artist would die if another person learned of the tattoo. 

The only opinion Aiden wanted and cared to hear about the tattoo was Diana's. He could only imagine her reaction. Her forest