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
“Thank you, for letting me.” He sighs and puts his forehead against hers. “But we need to sleep now. Busy day tomorrow, or it is just later on now.” He chuckles softly and pulls out of her, rolling to her side. She turns and snuggles her back into his chest. He strokes her hair and kisses her neck a
“Maybe it’s the gifting? Or the crystal magics, or something else…” Chick isn’t listening and Celine smirks, and calls out louder, “Chick?” They jump and look at her, then smirk,“Sorry, I’ve never seen this before. It’s interesting, and seems to refer to this God.” They wave at the sleeping God, “B
He holds his hand out over the water and searches for the source of its power. He finds a trail of energy seeping through from the God next door.“It feels like Aubert was right, the God is powering the darker crystals.” He keeps looking, maybe there’s something he can do to alter that or stop the c
“I’d hoped one would be long enough; one is always better than two. Joints are always the weakest point.” George goes to her, and she leans into him, “It’ll be fine. I’m good at knots, I just have to tie it twenty feet up, with at least one hand not on the rock, which is tricky.”“I’ll stand under y







