Masuk“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
“Geia, poios eísai?” Celine looks at Artemis, “Agápi mou, poia eínai aftí? Boreí na milísei?” Celine closes her eyes and focusses trying to find Artemis’s understanding of the language, once there she figures out what he had said, ‘Hello, who are you?’, directed at her, then ‘My love, who is she? Ca
George climbs out of the pool quickly and grabs his clothes to place in front of himself before Rosie gets an eyeful. Celine wanders over with a smirk, Gods he was beautiful naked.“Hey, having a wash, are we?” He kisses her forehead, he nods.“Greyson is setting up the glamour down here so you and
Connor was enraptured by the crystals and what they’d managed to pull off with them. Greyson hands him one to try his own magic with, they had plenty at the moment, and they know where they can get more. Connor’s also a Totem-Witch, and he specialises in glamours that people could wear. He pulls out
Eliza was staring at Artemis, tilting her head and glancing around the room. She walks around the alter looking at the chalk outlines Greyson had drawn last time he was here.“The chalk is newer.” Eliza says, dropping to a squat to investigate it,“Yes, Greyson drew it when we came here last time. H







