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
“You were a remarkable show.” She nods, smirking, burying the hatred she was feeling for the moment,“That’s why you both wanted a turn before you killed me, you were jealous of him.” He grins and she sneers, “Moving swiftly on, you learned that I wasn’t captive anymore and that Ava was dead, so you
“Did I hurt you?” He sounds so worried, she shakes her head, “Are you just being kind?” She shakes her head, and turns her head to look up at him, he looks really worried, she rests a hand against his cheek, he closes his eyes and leans into it covering it with one of his own.“I promise, I will nev
There are a lot of more flamboyant dresses, which she assumes are for more sophisticated, state funerals. And a few that look more like business, or work wear, which she disregards. She sighs, and keeps looking, Fi joins her with a few dresses in bags which she hangs up over a rail beside the one sh
“You, Sammy and Nate were the only ones who met him.” She nods,“Well Sammy and I will come; I’ll check in with Nate. But we’ll probably be slightly less ornate, we can’t show up the Queen after all.” Celine nods, smiling.“That will be a hard sell though, Nate would look so pretty in a dress like m







