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
Nate slides the other phone across the table to Seb, who picks it up and looks at the phone. There are photos and videos of the stuff they’ve been up to with the girls. He places the phone down so he doesn’t break it as a wave of nausea sweeps over him. He swallows the bile that’s risen in his mouth
“I’ve contacted the families; I told them to go to the hospital. I’ve also asked to meet with them tomorrow afternoon to discuss any details we have by then.”“Yes, they said. I didn’t bother to clarify my position here; they were far too distracted. But they knew that Fi’s the Gamma, so that helped
Then she grabs a handful of the witch’s moss, shoving it into her mouth, and chewing. The strong taste of the moss makes her feel nauseous, but she knew she needed to get it in her system as quickly as possible. She swallows the first handful and chases it with more of the potion. She looks up at Na
He pulls down her pyjama shorts, and she steps out of them before leaning on his shoulder as he pulls the leggings on. He pulls them up, but more gently than he normally does, so she bends her knees slightly to feel the pressure she wants. He looks at her a little worried, but continues. He motions







