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
When she’s done, she rests on her hands leaning back a little while he remains inside her. She quirks an eyebrow at him, and he slowly slides his now soaked fingers from her. He again sucks them clean, while she adjusts her clothes. They’ve managed to keep it relatively quiet, but he knows this part
“It’s huge and very impressive, and Gods, I live here now!” Celine puts a hand to her locket, clutching it tightly. George comes and stands by her; the others have all grabbed a handful of bags each and are walking into the palace. George puts a hand round her waist and turns her to face the front d
She’s chosen a stretchy dark red cropped vest top and soft black leggings with black trainers. She throws on a dark red sweatshirt, which matches the top, to cover her arms and stomach. George loves pulling up her leggings, hard enough that she has to go on tiptoes. He knows she loves the way it mak
Seb had taken many people to the cells over the nine years he’d been working as George’s Delta. Most of them are drunk idiots who just need some time to cool off. Some were criminals, sure, but that’s rare. Nadia is the worst kind of person, in his opinion. She has no grace, and while physically bea







