LOGIN“Maybe, but he’s worth it, and so are you.” She nods, he lifts her chin, “What did you and Greyson talk about back at the hospital?” She smiles and nods thoughtfully.“I asked for a favour, and he obliged.” He raises an eyebrow, and she stands up, running her hands over his stomach. He licks his lip
“It’s perfect. Crown Prince of the Wolves of France, Damien de Laurant.” George chuckles and kisses her temple, they’d done it, she’d done it. “Welcome to the world, Damien.” Grayson and the midwife are both very happy with Damien’s health and once they’ve done all the paperwork to register his birt
“Why?” she lowers the sheet.“She’s just very dilated for this early on with your first.” She moans, “Doesn’t matter, just means this might be a lot quicker than normal for first timers.” Celine grips his knees and groans loudly, “But it will still take time. Do you want pain relief?” Celine shakes
“It’s perfect and wonderful. Just like you.” George smirks, agreeing with her aunt, Celine nods then sighs,“I’m afraid we should be heading home now. I’m mentally and physically exhausted.” They nod, and hug her goodbye, with a promise to catch up properly once things have calmed down a bit. George
Archie was a vampire regent; he lived in the forest nearby. He had been a friend to Celine’s mother. He looks like he could be thirty but no one knows how old he actually is, but he had mentioned millennia at some point. He’s lean and tall, with pale skin, a thin nose, and full lips. His round eyes
Celine had fallen asleep in George’s arms on the walk back to the chateau, and Nate, Lara, Fi and Sammy sit in front of them to keep people back until she wakes up of her own accord. He can’t help but watch her, her nose twitching every so often and the way her fingers would clench and unclench at h
George had linked him to come to his office, and once there Seb had been asked to take the dangerous necklace, that Celine had been gifted two days ago, back to the Witches who are going to make it safe. He nods,“Sure thing, I’ll head there immediately. Get one more thing off the table.” Also, one
“Well, you’ve got your fight club to run, a dance lesson, unless I’ve missed that, and I need to get you some suitable gifts for the ball and Coronation. I won’t ask for your input, but I might ask Fi for some pointers.” She frowns, but accepts that he wants to surprise her, so she lets it lie. “You
“Shit, really?” He pulls the calendar over and checks, and of course she’s right. “Wow, time really does fly. We should celebrate or something! Ice cream and films? We can make it a group thing, or a just for us thing.” She smirks,‘Us, but you need to keep your libido in check, my neck won’t take i
Once he’s fully spent, he pulls her back against his chest and she relaxes into him. He remains inside her and she rests her head on his shoulder. The cramps have finally eased; they’re not gone but they do feel so much better. She sighs, turning herself a little to be able to pull his face to hers.







