All Chapters of Their Human Mate Stella: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Stella – POVAfter feeding my little baby, she looked more relaxed and happy. I glanced up, sensing someone's presence in the hospital room. "Damon," I said as he gave me a small smile, rubbing the back of his head with his hand."How are you and the baby?" he asked. "Have you named her yet?""Not yet," I whispered. Seeing Damon speak kindly, rather than coldly like during our last conversation, filled the room with tension. I could feel it between us."Why not?""I'm confused about what to name her. I need some suggestions to finalise one." I didn’t tell him I was waiting for him so I could name our daughter in front of him."Tell me the names you like." I looked at my baby girl. During my time with Kellan, we had decided on a name together."Well, I'm not confused anymore. I know what to name her." Damon looked at me. "Olivia," I whispered. A warm smile spread across my face as I watched Olivia accept the name with a small clap."Beautiful name," Damon whispered, standing next to my

*Stella – POV**“Sorry, I meant this date,” Damon said, looking uncharacteristically nervous. I smiled, feeling a bit confused—I'd never seen him like this before. He was always so confident. “I want to ask you… would you be my girlfriend?”“Why are you smiling?” he asked.“It’s just… it’s cute to see you nervous,” I replied, my heart fluttering as he placed his hand on mine. “Yes, I’ll be your girlfriend.”“I never thought confessing my feelings would be this hard,” he admitted.“You haven’t fully confessed yet,” I whispered, glancing away. Damon stood up and walked toward me, his presence looming as he hovered close.“I love you, Stella,” he said, gently kissing the back of my hand. I cupped his face between my palms, searching his eyes.“I thought you didn’t love me. Why did you keep your distance for six months?” I asked, my voice tinged with frustration.“I wanted to give you time—to see if these feelings you have for me would fade,” he explained. I blinked, taken aback by his wor

Stella – POVJulie left for home, feeling under the weather. She said she would resume our remaining shopping tomorrow. It’s already late in the evening, and Olivia was tired from the trip, so I put her in the crib. I walked downstairs to ask the maid about Damon. The maid had no idea where Damon might be; she only mentioned that she saw him in the afternoon with Dexter and Witch Hilda in his office.Why did Witch Hilda come? Is there a problem I’m not aware of? I walked towards Damon’s office, which was locked and soundproofed. I know Damon uses soundproofing so I can’t hear anything. I tried to break the door open, but nothing happened. I stood there, thinking back to when Damon had asked me to check a diary if I ever noticed anything strange in it. It’s odd—when I asked Damon why he wanted me to do that, he said his eyes were infected. To be honest, he seemed fine the next day, so he just wanted me to see if there was anything unusual or if the pages were blank. It struck me that I

Damon – POVI looked after Olivia with the help of the nanny while Stella was sleeping. I hate being a burden to Stella; she’s the reason I’m alive. After her breakfast, I patted Olivia gently. “You’ll be a great dad, Alpha Damon,” the nanny said.“You think so?” I asked.“Yes, Alpha. You’ve learned to care for a child better than most fathers. Many of them lack the skills to care for a baby,” she replied. Her words made me feel like I could be a parent too and not a burden to Stella. It was a relief. The nanny took care of Olivia, and I went back to the office to write in my journal. A dark voice whispered that it would send dark forces as soon as that cursed Lycan child was born, before squeezing the life out of me. The voice mocked me, saying I couldn’t protect Olivia and Stella. But jokes on them—my Stella brought me back to life. I need to protect Olivia; I failed to be there for Kellan, but I need to be there for my niece, Olivia.After that, I hit the gym to get stronger, to fig

Stella – POVI stood in the chapel, surrounded by a gathering of people—Dexter's cousins, his parents, and others who had travelled far to be here. I stood at the altar, dressed in a bridesmaid's gown, holding a bouquet, with little Olivia nestled in Linda's arms. Opposite me, Damon stood in a tuxedo, his eyes frequently glancing my way. Each time our eyes met, I had to look away, feeling a rush of shyness despite the anger simmering within me. I was still upset with him for going off alone and putting his life in danger.Dexter nudged Damon, and they exchanged a quick mind link, Damon rolling his eyes in response.Julie then appeared, walking down the aisle with Dexter's father. She looked stunning in a Sirena-style wedding gown, her hair styled in a French updo, and a bouquet of white tulips in her hand. A long veil trailed behind her. As I glanced at Dexter, I noticed his eyes growing teary as he watched Julie, who smiled lovingly as Dexter's father placed her hand in Dexter's.As t