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
The restaurant that Greyson had recommended was bustling, there were a few empty tables, but not many. George approaches the maître d’ standing at a podium near the entrance with Celine on his arm. She felt amazing, and George looked very, very fuckable right now. She had to keep pinching herself to
“Okay, give me a minute.” She slips between the seats and into the back of the car. She grabs the bag of clothes that Fi had left for her ‘just in case George gets excited’. She quickly changes into the comfortable stone-washed jeans, a white t-shirt and comfortable trainers. She puts the leather ja
“Yeah, puppet magic. We know. Heard all about you and your magic earlier.” George was now worrying about what he was going to be forced to do. “You can’t control how he feels, just his body. So, whatever you make him do I know it’s not his choice, so…” She rolls a hand “What else you got?” Ava snarl
“Auntie Eloise!” Celine gasps, “Gods, I’ve missed you…” Her aunt screams,“CELINE!” Celine turns the volume down, wincing. George chuckles. “Are you okay? Where are you? What happened? Do you need us to come get you? Gods…” The screen moves as she places it on the table so that she can see her fathe







