LOGIN“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
‘George, I’m going ‘digging’. I’m sorry if it hurts, but the guy’s unconscious. I can’t ask for permission.’ He grunts,‘Okay, I trust you.’ She nods and presses a hand to his forehead and pats his pockets with her other hand to make it look like she was actually searching him, and not doing somethi
She pulls on some tan knee-length leather boots and a lacey blue cardigan. She gives him a twirl, and he gives her a chef’s kiss. She grins at him, and moves closer to him, but still just out of reach,“I know, Baby. You’re ravenous for me now. I’ll let you eat me again later. I’ll be thinking of yo
“So what? It’d be his loss. You’re amazing, Greyson. If he doesn’t feel the same way, that’s not your fault. But if you want me to beat him up, you tell me. We have a thing for that now.” He looks at her,“For what?” She smirks,“Me beating people up.” He sits up and raises his eyebrows at her, “Wit
The necklace looks like it’s emitting smoke, but the ashes fade to nothing moments after they leave the surface of the gem. The crystal is slowly losing its colour, turning from the deep inky black to crystal clear. There’s sweat on Greyson’s brow and Rosie looks to be struggling too. Greyson grits







