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The room. The nail. The dead candle. The warped frame and the door that doesn't close all the way. The ring on my right hand, third finger, carved with a name that is my wolf's name and my mother's name and the name I carry inside me whether I call it that or not. I lie down. The three-quarter moon moves across the window in the slow way it moves when you're watching it and thinking about something else. I think about tomorrow. I think about standing in that circle with this ring on my hand and my left shoulder locked and Rynn's weight correction and Kael's okay still sitting in my chest next to Ash.

“You don’t even know my name.” He studied her. “Names can be learned. People can’t always be found.” She shook her head. “This was a one-night thing. You said so.” “I said no promises,” he corrected. “Not no memory.” She hesitated, then took the ring, feeling its weight. “I can’t accept something this expensive.” “Then think of it as something I’ll use to find you,” he said calmly. The words sent a strange shiver through her. She slipped the ring onto her finger despite herself. It fit perfectly.

I asked. "No. You know I haven't seen him today." "Then who gave it to you. The gatekeeper?" "No! I picked it at the gate. He said I should bring it to you, but I'm not giving it to you." She held back the ring firmly into her palm. "Here. Give it to me, baby. It belongs to your father; he must have dropped it." "It belongs to father! Where's yours? I saw it on Tv during a wedding show, except they were two. I saw a man place one on a woman's finger and the woman place another on the man's finger. So, where's yours, Mama?"

“We can get you a ring there if you don’t want the other half of that set.” “Mack.” She said with a sigh, “Where did you get these rings anyway?” “In the safe, I brought to your house.” He said, “They were my great grandmothers. I thought you would like them.” “I do.” She said as she looked down at her finger. Fighting with him over this was going to be a headache if she chose to say she wanted to wait a bit. She had fallen in love with the man he was then and even more than the one he was now. There was no point to even try to get away from him, even for a day. “Book the tickets.”

The finger which symbolized that I only belong to him even in his life or his death. "I could never take this out from my finger. I loved you yesterday, today and will always do to you in future," I said as I kissed the ring. That was when I heard the loud bangs of door. I stood up as soon as I heard the sound. Jeremy abruptly entered inside my the room. "I need you think take it off," he said and put forward a pair of pliers in front of me. "What?What do you think you are doing?" I shouted and he approached near me.

He whispers holding my hand for way to long. I gaze at the delicate masterpiece on my finger, my poor heart is racing, hammering against my chest. I clear my throat and yank my hand out of his. “I’ll get my own ring.” I pull the band from my finger and place it back in his. “But thanks though.” Spinning on my heels I head to the entrance.

Alpha, I will open the door after I take a shower and by then you’ll give it to me with me asking. I smiled gazing down at my ring, I whispered "J&I"

He gripped my leg up toward his chest, pushing harder and deeper. "Danny." I whimpered his name as he continued to thrust inside me. My eyes watered. I was both aroused and sad that this may be our last time making love. I couldn't contain myself any longer. "Yes... Faster, baby. Faster." I begged, making him grip my leg, thrusting faster inside of me. My eyes went to my left hand as I felt a ring on my finger. When the hell did I get that ring? It's so pretty. It was a simple band covered in small diamonds. Did he win this last night at one of the tables?

He shouts, which confused me as I stood up and gave him a questioning look. “Oh! Yeah, forgot to tell you. We don’t have that ring. And no, I don’t know where it is. All I know is, it is a part of us. Literally, it seems.” I nodded my head as I looked at the ring floating in the air. I snapped my fingers and made it disappear, something I didn’t think I could do. “I got our name…” I told him as I paused for dramatic effect. “Our name is Ring.” I spoke with proudness swelling up within me.

Was that a thoughtful gesture? Or am I seeing more of his stoic nature? What is going to happen to me? Unlocking the car door, I slowly step out of the car. I play with the new wedding ring on my finger that he gave me this morning mindlessly as I press the button on the front door of his mansion. Patiently, I wait for an answer.