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
“Now that you understand the situation better, you could go back into town if you wanted. I can visit you there to continue your training, but I would like to take you to at least see the other cave before you go back down.” Celine looks at the group,“Opinions?” Chick looks surprised, but keeps qui
“Deep, but slow and steady.” Chick nods and follows her as she starts to let herself drift deeper. It’s an odd sensation; she’s never been this deep in anyone else. It’s hard work, and she’s straining a little, but she keeps on going. She glimpses a lot of interesting things. But then she finds the
“You okay, Babe?” He nods,“Yeah, Sweetie. I’m good.” Greyson leans his head onto Seb’s. He kisses the top of his head, and Seb sighs a little, “Looking forward to some alone time later, is all.” Seb smirks,“Getting jealous of the straight couple?” Greyson laughs, and fondles the amulet at his neck
“There are not many of you with a gift, only one female per generation. Those who were gifted were to be brought here on or around their eighth birthday, to learn what they could from me and their mothers. And return yearly in pilgrimage to learn more of their family and the power in your blood.” Ce







