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
Celine opens her eyes and her legs are cramping, she stretches them out in front of her and rubs them before getting to her feet carefully. George stands too, looking at her cautiously. She grabs his wrist and pulls him to her, wrapping her arms around his waist.“My legs are just cramping from bein
“I’m such a damned fool. Gods, I should’ve realised. I’m a terrible person, I’ve only been thinking about my pain, not his.” She uncurls slowly, Greyson releases her as she does, “Where is he?” She scans the surroundings and can’t see him. Seb looks at her,“He’s gone looking for more wood.” He poin
He doesn’t remember falling asleep, but he’s woken by Seb linking him, hours later.‘Sorry, Alpha. It’s your turn to keep watch.’ He nods,‘Okay, give me a second, I need to try and not wake her.’ He feels Seb’s understanding and began the careful process of trying to get out of the sleeping bag wit
She knows she’s been pushing his buttons, but she has a reason. To get him to realise that she isn’t afraid of him, or intimacy with him. Without him having to touch her, or her touch him. She’d tried before by just touching in the tent but he’d still been hesitant, and careful. She wants him to be







