Their Human Mate Stella

Stella–POVSitting in the chilly room after my husband Kellan’s funeral, I struggled to accept his untimely death from a car accident. The news had left me reeling, unable to accept the loss.“Stella,” my mom’s voice echoed, brimming with concern. She flicked on the bedroom light, revealing a room filled with memories of Kellan and me.“Let’s go home, sweetie. It might help you heal,” she whispered. I nodded, wiping my tears. Taking a deep breath, I left our apartment, with Dad handling my bags. Mom had packed for me, ever the pillar of support. Soon, we got in a car with a chauffeur to take us to the airport. A private jet awaited us to fly us from New York to Alaska.The draining journey intensified my yearning for my hometown, a stark contrast to the hollow vastness of our New York penthouse. Memories of Kellan enveloped me. Our dreams of starting a family, which we had hoped to realize this year, lay broken. With his startup now stable and him at the helm as CEO of Stella, the ins

Stella–POVI opened my eyes to a white ceiling overhead, accompanied by the steady beep of a machine nearby. To my right, Dad was asleep, and on my left, Mom was dozing with her head resting on the edge of my hospital bed.A throb of pain pulsed through my head. I blinked, trying to take in my surroundings more clearly. I noticed the IV line running from a bag into my vein. "Mom," I whispered. Slowly, she stirred, her eyes lighting up with relief and joy upon seeing me awake."Thank God you're awake," Mom exclaimed, gently hugging and kissing me."Wake up, Fenrir," she called softly to my dad. Startled, he quickly rose from his chair, approaching my bedside. He tenderly kissed my forehead and stroked my hair."You gave us quite a scare," he murmured, his voice heavy with relief. "I'll go get the doctor."The doctors came in, checking me over and asking about any pain. I mentioned not only my head but also my leg, which was bandaged."You're in good condition, but we'll observe you for

Stella – POV"Take a seat, my dear," Mom said, guiding me to a chair. My eyes were fixed on Dad."We took you in when your parents passed away, Stella. We couldn't have children, so we ensured you grew up surrounded by love. We love you as if you were our own," Dad said."Why didn't you tell me the truth about my parents? I need to know," I said, wiping tears."I was scared that if we told you the truth, you might never come to see us again," Mom replied. "Your parents were our neighbors and close friends; your mother was Lily. She was a sweet woman, a housewife. Your dad, Finn, worked as a police officer. They went to visit your grandma and left you with us. On their way back, they were in a car accident and didn't make it." I felt my heart clench with sorrow at her words. The truth weighed heavily in the air, and more tears streamed down my face. Taking a deep breath, I met the gaze of my adoptive parents."Why did you decide to kill my unborn?" I asked. "You both had no right.""We

Stella – POV"Kellan had been forced to leave the Pack after failing to find a mate, tragically resulting in him losing his Lycan wolf. "When Lycans lose their wolf, they can't stay with the Pack. So Kellan sought refuge among humans," Damon explained, his voice heavy with regret."But why is my friend Julie here? She's a human," I asked, a trace of confusion clear in my tone."Julie is different. She's mated with my Beta, Dexter," Damon replied, his gaze unwavering. "Since she's bonded with a Lycan, the rules allow her to stay."I processed this information, my brow furrowing in thought. "So, since Kellan and I married, does that mean I wasn't his true mate? That he never found his Lycan wolf?"Damon's gaze deepened. "No, he never found his Lycan wolf. Based on that, I would presume you weren't his destined mate."The weight of his words hung between us for a moment before another question nagged at me. "How did you know about my pregnancy? And that you'd even ask the doctor to tell

Stella - POVI mustered my courage and walked forward, only to find no one there. It was just my imagination. I sighed in relief and continued on to get some rest.I woke up the following day and had breakfast with June and Damon, who seemed quite friendly with each other. I noticed that Damon has a habit of cutting off the crusts of his bread, just like Kellan does."Stella, do you want to join us?" June asked. I blinked, having missed what she said."I'm sorry, join you where?" I asked."To the orphanage, the home for orphan lycan children," Damon explained."I would love to," I added."Cool, so it's settled. Get ready quickly," June said excitedly. She helped me get dressed for the orphanage trip. June explained that it was no ordinary event; many paparazzi would be there to take pictures, then spread across the Mystical Realm. I was surprised to hear this and dressed in an elegant gown.June was certainly a talkative one. She informed me that the event was happening because she an