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
Greyson, Rosie and Chick are all behind the glamour with Celine and the God. The others have all gone off to face the Americans, after a while there’s the sound of a gunshot. Just one. He tries to steady his breathing and focusses his magic into the glamour, trying to make it more solid.“Only one s
By the time he had returned the stool to the table in the other room and gotten back to her she was asleep, or at least looked asleep. Her heartrate and breathing had slowed significantly.“Is she okay? What happened?” Chick comes to him,“She’s communing with the Goddess. As we planned.” He sighs a
“It’ll be okay. One day, it’ll be okay. But right now…” She nods, and grips him with her legs, pulling them even closer together. “We let it all out.” She nods, and lets her head drop back to his shoulder, sobs wracking her body. He grips her tightly, letting his own tears fall. After a moment, he p
“I need to move, George.” He nods and stays with her. It didn’t take as long going down as up, the Humvee made a couple of trips to pick up everyone and ferry them back to the hotel. So that they were all back down before dawn. Eliza and her team had their own vehicle and arranged for the French Gui







