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
“Don’t you even fucking dare, Baby.” She stares at him, “Don’t you dare tell me you’re sorry. It’s not your fault. None of this is your fault.” She closes her eyes and the tears keep falling, “Look at me.” She scrunches her eyes, “No! Look. At. Me.” She takes a breath and opens her eyes, “I love you
She tries to feel for the people she knew were near her in the real world, but can only feel George, and that is only faint. Was her mind going to get stuck here if she stayed too long? Hecate had told her to call her, but would that work in Artemis’s head? Probably best not to try right now, it mig
A few moments later and his phone alarm goes off and he growls in frustration. She twists to grab it and turns it off. He smirks, and she licks her lips,“How late can you be to work?” he chuckles, and dives for her again, and mutters between flicks of his tongue,“I’m the fucking King. Work will wa
“She’s awake, and has blessed Celine. She said that when we’re ready for her to be pregnant again, all we need to do is pray.” He looks at her then sighs and looks at his hands, “Then she’ll conceive again.” His mother narrows her eyes, “It was Artemis, the sleeping God. Goddess of the hunt, the hal







