Mag-log in“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
“This is mostly bits for Celine. Her clothes are eleven years out of style, we wanted to give her something nice.” Sammy nods, putting an arm around Fi’s shoulders,“She deserves to feel pretty. And it’s not like George will mind either…” Nate nods,“She deserves every good thing.” Fi raises her nea
“Celine?” She waves a hand at him dismissively, he frowns, but she keeps her eyes on Greyson,“Answer me, please.” She was calm, the calmest she’d felt in a while. There was tension in the room, but the path was clear to her, he nods.“I have everything I need with me. Maggie said you had some witch
She nods to him once she is in the harness and accepts the bag of chalk which she clips onto the harness near her hip. She dusts her hands and stands at the bottom, not touching the holds. She looks straight up, she could see the man next to her was sneering at her, she smiles warmly at him then ret
“Shit, Baby. Did you forget how to breathe?” She nods and coughs a couple more times. “Well, that’s a new one for me. I mean, I know I’m good, but…” She croaks,“Not ‘forgetting how to breathe’ good?” She smirks, and he shakes his head. They stay together for a moment more, then George lifts her off







