INICIAR SESIÓN“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
“That’s my Good Girl. You’re taking me so well my gorgeous captive. Scream for me, Darling.” Shit, she quickly reaches for him with her gift. He’s asleep and somehow believes he’s Solomon. She reaches deeper and feels Chick’s presence too. George is hurting her, but it also isn’t George. She focuses
Once he’s decent, he comes back out. Chick had gone back into their tent, and Seb sits by the remains of the fire, stirring the ashes and adding more wood. He looks up at him and sighs,“None of us are going to be able to get to sleep again now.” George sits on the opposite side of the fire and groa
It’s been a week since Celine’s coronation as Queen Luna of France, Celine de Laurant. She runs her fingers over the charm bracelet George had given her, and she remembers what he’d said each of the charms meant. A wine glass for her family, phoenix for the trials she’s faced and risen from, a littl
A few minutes later, they’re settled on a pair of large red leather sofas with a coffee table between them and they each have a drink. No alcohol this early in the day, but the hotel has a nice range of virgin cocktails which Greyson and Celine have chosen from. The others have chosen variations on







