All Chapters of Their Human Mate Stella: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Damon – POVThe warmth of her body pressed against mine made it impossible to leave the bed. My gaze lingered on Stella, noting the dark circles and the exhaustion etched in the lines of her face. A cry shattered the silence, forcing me to roll out of bed. As I checked on Olivia, the door creaked open, and Phiona entered.“I'll take care of it,” I offered. Phiona nodded and quickly explained how to change the diaper, but Olivia’s cries persisted.“We should wake Stella, Alpha,” Phiona suggested.“No need,” Stella’s voice, soft yet firm, drifted from the half-open door. I handed Olivia to her, and she immediately began to feed her. Meanwhile, I threw on a T-shirt and headed to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.It was still early, and the maids hadn't started their shift yet. I made coffee for Stella and whipped up some scrambled eggs and toast bread—the one dish I could manage well. I placed everything neatly on the breakfast tray.When I returned, Stella was playing with Olivia, her di

Heather – POVPain shot through me again, a fresh wave of agony rippling through my body. Doctor Zara approached, her expression tinged with sympathy as she and the nurse moved closer to calm me. My wolf was threatening to break free, ready to lash out, and I struggled to suppress it. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t tame the beast inside. Doctor Zara gave the nurse a signal, and I sensed the prick of the injection, though I was more aware of it this time than usual—it wasn’t like the other moments when I’d almost slipped away.“Don’t sleep,” Doctor Zara warned, her voice firm. “If you let go, your wolf will take over.”I nodded, my jaw clenched, a groan escaping as I fought to keep the wolf at bay. My fingers gripped the bedsheets tightly. I twisted and thrashed against the pain as the nurse held me down. Slowly, the unbearable burning in my chest began to fade, and the torment that had consumed my body started to ebb. My eyes blinked open to the sterile white of the hospita

Alpha Kayden – POVHarris opened the car door, and I stepped out, heading to the other side. Heather was slumped over, asleep, completely drained from the test. I scooped her up, carried her to the bed, and tucked her in. Something about this felt off. I had just learned this woman’s name, yet here I was, tucking her in as if it were the most natural thing in the world.Back in my office, sleep, as always, eluded me. The nightmares of war never ceased—the cries of my fallen soldiers, the anguished wails of my parents, echoing endlessly in my mind. I forced myself to focus, opening Heather’s file again, even though I had already memorised every word. Her parents were soldiers, high-ranking ones, now retired. But they weren’t spared the horrors of the war. No one was. We had been short on warriors, and the undead soldiers of the Night Angel pack had been relentless, as tough as nails.I glanced over at Heather. She had a mate once—Clive, a junior soldier from her batch. He didn’t make it

 Heather’s POV The wedding vows and exchange of rings passed by in a blur. My eyes were fixed on Alpha Kayden. He placed one hand on my cheek, the warmth of his touch comforting. I closed my eyes, bracing for what came next—sharp pain. I moaned as his canines sank into my neck, marking me as his mate. It was the symbol of our union, the sign of becoming his Luna. My vision blurred from the pain and the overwhelming surge of Alpha Kayden’s power mingling with my own. I felt lightheaded until his strong arms pulled me closer, my body supported by his sturdy frame. “Relax,” he whispered softly into my ear. “Take a deep breath. You’re just panicking.” His hand rested gently on my back, steadying me as the cheers and roars of the pack faded in and ou

Heather – POVAlpha Kayden and I sat on opposite ends of a cold bench, just far enough to avoid speaking, just close enough to feel the weight of what was coming. Officers moved in and out of Kate’s apartment like clockwork, oblivious to the storm brewing between us. We couldn’t move yet. Not until they were gone.Kayden’s eyes scanned the air, sharp, focused, but distant—lost in thought. In his hand, he turned a small, dirt-smeared locket over and over, his thumb grazing its surface as if searching for answers. Answers I wasn’t sure he wanted to find.“What else did you find?” His voice cut through the silence, startling me. I fumbled, almost spilling my coffee, the heat steadying me for a second. His voice always carried that authority, always making me feel small.“Yeah…” I whispered, unsure if I should say more.“What are you waiting for?” His tone darkened, eyes narrowing as he looked at me. “For me to ask and then for you to answer?” His anger wrapped around me, tightening my ch