All Chapters of MATED TO THE STUBBORN HUMAN : Chapter 231 - Chapter 239

Ava's pov The celebration had ended hours ago, but the warmth still lingered in my body. The lanterns had gone out. The laughter and footsteps had faded. Kaida and Lyra had walked us back to the castle gates, cheeks glowing from too much dancing and cider. The moon was high now, very bright silver light watching from its throne in the sky as if it too had awaited this final part of the night. Our chambers were quiet, save for the occasional crackle from the fireplace. I was dressed in one of Xander’s tunics, hair damp from a quick rinse, and settled against the high pile of furs and pillows in our bed. My fingers rested gently on my belly. Xander came out from the mini kitchen attached to his chamber, barefoot, shirtless, hair tousled, with two steaming mugs in hand. He handed one to me and dropped onto the bed with a soft grunt. “Ginger and honey,” he said. “Kaida’s secret cure for growing royal pups.” I smiled at him. “If it works, I’ll personally carve her name into a th

Ava's pov The skies over the castle were crystal clear, it was like a perfect painting of blue sand white which was warm over our land. For once, the forest was quiet in a peaceful way, the hush that came when joy was on the brink of coming closer than ever, like even nature knew something beautiful was about to be celebrated. Today wasn’t just any day. It was our day. A celebration of the life growing inside me. A day to bask in love, laughter, and the sheer miracle that somehow, after everything we’d survived, there was a baby on the way. Our baby. The grand courtyard of the castle had been transformed. Silk materials in soft blues, silvers, and creams fluttered in the breeze. Tables were arranged in a wide semi circle beneath the tall trees and white lanterns were placed high above, the entire place felt magical. The scent of honey cakes, fresh fruit, roasted meats and grape wine filled the air. Music drifted around the open space, a soft harmony of flutes, drums, and stri

Ava's pov It has been seven days since my son was born. The sun was beginning to set, the pack was beginning to wake. Golden light spilled through the towering windows of the Grand Hall as the castle buzzed with a quiet reverence. Wolves from every corner of our pack and some visiting from Ashville and others who had fought beside us, filled the grounds. Word had spread fast. The future Alpha Prince was to be introduced today. Our son. Rowan Caelen Blackthorn. The name still felt surreal on my tongue. A name that held strength, legacy, and love. A name chosen not for show but for the heart of the man it honored, Rowan, Lyra’s twin, Xander's brother, my friend, my brother-in-law, and the soul who had carried so much weight on his shoulders with unwavering loyalty. As I stood in front of the mirror in our chamber, adjusting the soft white gown draped across my body, my hands instinctively went to the baby wrapped securely against my chest. He stirred a little, his small han

Ava's povThe sun was at it's peak and was proud over Blackthorn, casting a soft glow across the castle grounds as I watched from the balcony. Today was the day, Rowan Caelen’s 14th birthday. My heart had been pounding since dawn, my nerves bubbling with anticipation. This wasn’t just any birthday. Today, my son would shift for the first time.It felt like only yesterday I held him for the first time, barely able to believe he was mine. And now… now he stood tall beside me, wearing the ceremonial cloak passed down through generations of Blackthorn heirs. Navy blue, trimmed with silver threads, it billowed slightly in the breeze.I reached out and adjusted the collar with trembling hands. “Are you ready, baby?”Rowan grinned at me. “I’m not a baby, Mom.”Beside me, Xander chuckled. “Today, you become a wolf. But you’ll always be her baby.”My mate's hand rested on Rowan’s shoulder with pride so strong, I could feel it in the air.The courtyard behind the castle had been transformed int