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
‘Truth’ he hums, and Nadia lowers her head further,“Ava was a scary bitch, and I for one am very glad she’s dead. She always creeped me out.” She shudders, and Celine hums,‘Truth.’ Celine furrows her brows, ‘Hang on, she’s met Ava?’ He sucks his teeth,“How did you know Ava?” Nadia rolls her eyes
George watches Celine leave his office with Nate and Seb, and his belt. He knows her plan, and really wanted to watch, but his mother is still here. He takes his seat in the high-backed, winged leather office chair in front of his large, ornate wooden desk. Then gets out his laptop and turns it on,
“Do you think your mother will like me?” He smiles and takes her hand,“She doesn’t have much choice. You’re my Mate, mon cœur.” ‘My heart.’. She nods and looks at her feet, he sighs and wraps an arm round her, “She will love you once she knows you, but she will probably come across as cold to begin
George takes the small box Celine had given him to carry earlier, but he puts a hand on her shoulder when she turns to grab a bag to help.“You don’t carry things here, and neither do I. We are royalty, and as such other people carry our things. I know it’s weird, but it gets weirder if you try and







