Rafe Cameron Rings Novels & Stories

The auctioneer said, There was a brief back and forth among auctioneers in the crowd, as Athena tried to process what was going on. “350… 398… 420…” Rafael’s eyes danced around the room, taking in every person that spoke. There was no Hermes King and it was driving him mad. Of course he wasn’t going to show up. He had told Hernandez this before, there was no way something as little as a ring was going to draw the man out of hiding. He was about to give up when a voice came out of the crowd.

" Richard stammers, looking at River's current dress and five o'clock shadow. "Yes, Daddy," Camille laughs. "The club's charity gala. It's going to be wonderful. Wait until you see the menu." Camille applauds and then holds out her hands to her dad. "I guess the gala is why you told me to meet you here? Do you have the thing you're donating to the silent auction?" We all wait there as Richard pulls a ring box from his pocket and tosses it open, revealing a four-carat amethyst set in a shining gold band lined with diamond trim.

The others followed, moving in that unspoken synchronicity that only wolves share, and suddenly I felt very aware that not evryone here were fully dressed. Rafe crossed to the dresser, opened one of the drawers, and took something from inside - small, glinting in the morning light. When he turned, I saw it: a chain of dark metal, delicate yet strong, with a pendant shaped like a wolf fang. In its center, a single stone pulsed faintly blue - alive, almost, with inner light. My breath hitched. “What is that?” “It’s ours,” he said simply. He came closer, his hand brushing a strand of hair from my neck. “Forged by the smiths under the moonlight. It carries the bond - not magic, not mark, just… c

Caius stepped forward, carrying a box containing two rings, which Gia now knew for certain were exorbitantly expensive. Gia’s ring was a braided design, adorned with small, neatly arranged diamonds. At its center sat a larger diamond, completing the luxurious and elegant look. Gia hadn’t chosen it herself, but she didn’t mind. To her, all wedding rings were beautiful. Raven’s wedding ring was simpler. The band was made of thick white gold, adorned with subtle golden accents around its edges. Intricate engravings covered its surface, adding a refined touch. As Raven reached out to take Gia’s ring, Caius suddenly pulled his hand away.

His voice drifted down to me, warm with amusement. "Aria, you once said you'd give me a title in your life. Does that promise still stand?" I froze for a moment, then lifted my head to look at him in surprise. Under his steady gaze, I gave a slight nod. The next second, Cameron released his hold on my waist and stepped back. Then he dropped to one knee. The pack members around us erupted into screams loud enough to shake the rafters. When he pulled a small box from his pocket and opened it, revealing a ring set with a glowing moonstone, I felt like all the air had been stolen from my lungs.

The pendant was a diamond carat ring. Cameron’s frown deepened, and then it hit him. He didn’t understand what Jaxon was trying to show him at first, but now he did. It was a ring for Scarlett, he was planning an engagement? Jaxon nodded when he saw the look of realization in his eyes, “Yes! It’s exactly what you think it is. I splurged a lot of money on this, a rare diamond ring for my love. You can agree with me that she deserves nothing less…”

“Yes, yes, oh my God, yes!” They’re on their feet in an instant, and I don’t even know who kisses me first. It’s a tangle of hands and mouths and laughter and tears. Ronan’s arms around my waist, Malachi’s hand in my hair, Jaxon’s forehead pressed against mine. “I want to see them,” I demand, pulling back just enough to look at the rings. Ronan goes first, slipping a platinum band on my left ring finger. The center stone is teardrop-shaped, surrounded by tiny diamonds that make it look like it’s floating. But it’s the color that steals my breath: deep crimson, almost scarlet.

“You wanted to understand your past first before you could accept ours. You journeyed through the country in the footsteps of the past belonging to your parents. They in turn set our paths in motion. We met they way they did, kismet.” “They were happy.” “We can also be but only if you choose me.” “Was Cape Town an illusion, Peter?” “It was our reality.” “Did we lose it?” Sammy looked at her empty hands again but especially her ring finger. “Love, rings are replaceable.” “Never the ones that bind you the first time. I never should have removed them.” Peter stood before kneeling right in front of her. He pulled her head down to him kissing her briefly. “Close your eyes love.”

agreed another. Elea felt like gagging but she had very little choice. So she stood in a corner in the harsh sun and swallowed. “Of course, he is Landon Knox, girls!” Ravena boasted obnoxiously. “But I am the only one who gets to wear his ring on my finger.” “That’s quite a large rock, Ravena,” praised the blonde woman. “It must cost over a million!” speculated the blue-eyed lady. “Three and a half million, but who cares? Landon had the jewellery designer exclusively craft this for me. After all, the Luna of the Crimson Moon Pack has to stand out, you know,” Ravena bragged.

Rafaele interrupted Rain who glared at him. "Anyways Damien likes to act like he is perfect all the time but he isn't, he keeps strutting around like he is all that." Rain told Ring, a look of distaste on his face. "Maybe he is all that." Rafaele interjected. "He isn't" "well at least he does his duties rather than laze around all day" "He just does it to show off" Rafaele put his hands together in a pleading motion. "Please Rain do your duties and be a show off too"