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
“Link to George, maybe Celine can get a read on him if she’s free?” He knows that vampires have incredibly good hearing, so there’s no point in trying to hide it too much. Seb nods, And Greyson indicates to the man that he should sit by the fire, but a little way away from Rosie. He nods and sits. “
“It’s a beautiful image, is it a real place? It almost feels like heaven.” She smirks and nods,“It’s real. I jumped off that cliff once, in a ballgown, in front of George. He wasn’t best pleased at the time, but I was fine and he forgave me eventually.” Caelius doesn’t seem to quite believe her but
“Did you break him?” Hecate waves a hand in front of his face, with no response from him,“I don’t think so, but who knows. Men, am I right? Put a real woman in front of them and they get all weird.” Hecate grins, wagging a finger at her,“I like you. If you weren’t already Luna’s, I’d probably take
“Do you know French?” The guy looks confused, George swaps to English “How about English?” The guy still looks confused. He sighs, “Celine?” She nods and walks over, dusting off her trousers and squatting beside him she tilts her head and smiles. He seems even more confused, her hand darts out and r







