The cathedral had fallen so silent I could hear the soft fluttering of candle flames. Theo's eyes shone with emotion, his usual regal composure softened into something more vulnerable, more human. The minister stepped forward again, a silver tray in his hands bearing two rings - white gold bands engraved with symbols that blended Lycan and werewolf traditions.
"These rings," the minister said, his voice breaking the spell of silence, "are physical symbols of the vows exchanged today. Perfect circles with no beginning and no end, they represent the eternal nature of true love. As they are crafted of precious metal that does not tarnish or corrode, so too should your love remain untarnished by time and uncorroded by trial."
Christian took one ring from the tray, handing it to Theo. Elena s
