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
He’d made it halfway across the arena while Solomon had been screaming and shouting at Celine, having shaken Nate and Sammy off. Celine finishes him, but she looks unsteady and he runs the rest of the way, stopping just as she walks backwards into him. Her knees give out and he sweeps her into his a
“We’ll come visit. I can promise you that.” George heads to the stairs, and Maggie and Greyson leave. They want to stop by the pack-house and check in on people, they promise not to tell anyone about Ewan, Sara AKA Ava, Ben or Brian yet. There are some patients Maggie needs to check in on, and Greys
“I’ll wipe the floor with you.” She chuckles,“I already did that to you. Get some new material, dude.” He growls again. He comes at her again, striking at her furiously, and she blocks every attempted hit with one hand held to the small of her back. He stops, panting, she grins, “My turn.” She swin
“To the death?” She shakes her head,“No, to submission. Best two out of three. When I win, I’ll get to walk away from him leaving him to your judgement, with him knowing just how weak he really is. I don’t want to be the one who kills him, even if his treatment of me is the reason he deserves death







