Rafe Cameron Wattpad Novels & Stories

"Nahh, that didn't last, five years running, we hit a massive loss and we had to shut down the business but I already had something starting up with Diego and Rafe" "Rafe? Who is Rafe?" I asked, my brows deepening. "Rafe is Nathan's uncle, don't ask me to explain but their family is fucked up big time" Damon replied. "But why haven't I met him?" "Why do you want to meet him?" "I think it's only right, I mean Mom and I know Diego and Nathan but this Rafe is also important in your life and we have never met him, plus I must thank him" I explained.

My mother asked staring at me in disbelief. I frowned at her question but I answered "Damien Wood is my mate, we found out at the graduation ceremony yesterday". The front door opened before anyone could respond. Rhea walked in, she looked different in a positive way, different from two years ago, she was literally glowing. "Damien is whose mate?" she asked sharply as her eyes met mine. I smiled at her."Hi, Rhea,long time no see" She didn't smile back,she just glared at me like I was an unwelcome visitor.

Letters to Alpha Reagan about the plan to crush Alpha Raze's pack and letters to a nameless mate. Fuck! the mate. That was added out of pettiness. I hated how Raze and Amber were so good together so I had Carmelia write letters to a nameless liver, her mate. I wanted to make sure that even if Raze forgave her from hiding her identity and for colluding her father to take his pack from him, Raze would never forgive her for having a mate and lying to him about it. Finding a permanent way to wreck whatever they had for each other way my focus.

“So, he’s promised me in the coming months, he’ll move forward with the pass over. I feel ready for the role, and I want him and my mom to take some time to travel and see the world outside the Pack walls.” “That’s admirable Kate. Whatever happened to the kid who was stupid enough to reject you?” After an awkward pause, I share the story about Rafe recently and how he’s currently in therapy and seems to be doing better. “You are an amazing woman, not many would have given him another chance at life. I’m not sure what I would have done, but I can assure you therapy would not have been at the top of my list,” he laughs.

“I appreciate your passion and how much you care for me. It's everything I could have hoped for in a mate. But there's nothing we can do now. “I can't break my way out of this cage. I can't fight the alpha anymore.” “You think I'm your mate?” I whisper softly. Rafael stands and reaches out to me through the bars. I take his hand in mine and his touch feels so warm. His touch feels so right. It makes my heart break that he's still kept in a cage away from me. But it also makes me feel like things are going to be okay since he's nearby. “Of course, you're my mate,” Rafael says. “That much has been obvious since I met you. I thought you felt the same way too.”

“To other wolves? Yeah.” I sat down on the edge of the teacher’s desk because my legs weren’t exactly in the mood to keep holding me up. “Awesome,” I muttered. “Just what every girl dreams of. Werewolf perfume.” Ethan gave me a look, but didn’t smile. “It’s not a joke, Camila. That scent—it makes you trackable.” “Trackable by who?” I swallowed. He hesitated. Then: “The ASD.” “Is that a band or—?”

He wanted to know who the woman was on the first floor earlier and he sensed there were other things he needed to know about too. Rafe was watching him silently from his seat at the dining table, sipping at a cup of coffee. "Who's the wildcat?" Caleb finally asked, letting the full weight of his gaze fall on Rafe as he spoke. He wanted to see his initial reaction to the question. Apart from a slight tightening of his lips, Rafe managed to keep his expression neutral. "The newest member of my pack." His reply was slightly guarded, as if he was deciding how much information to impart.

Rafe came to me three months after the choice, in the late afternoon on a day when Dominic was at a council meeting and the house was quiet. He knocked on the door of the room I now used as an office—my maps spread across the walls, the pack territory coming into clearer relief with every week of work—and he looked like himself, which was to say he looked like someone who had done the internal work and was on the other side of it, not unchanged but real. "I want to talk to you," he said. "About Cael. About some things I should have told you earlier."

I screamed as Mia came too. “Okay, okay! We will stop!” Raf said with his hands in surrender. Raf pulled my hand and we were outside. “I told you that he was dangerous! Why wouldn’t you listen to me for once?” he started yelling. “I-“ I started. “Your pride spoils everything! But I thought that you would listen to me, because it was for your own good. But no! I am Kylie Walker and I’m the smartest person! I know everything, right?” he imitated me, raged.

I looked at my cousin who is now looking at me with a puzzled expression. “What do you mean?” Seven days after the execution and planning of Raffi’s mission, Quinn went to Raffi’s house. “What brings you here?” I asked Quinn and handed her a cup of coffee. “Just let me have a sip.” I groaned; she knows how to make me curious. After taking a sip, she looked at me with a wide smile on her face. “I have been admiring a man for a long time and I think it’s time to confess,” she said in a low voice.