Running with the Wolves

Chapter 22

--- - a few months later---

I sit with Anne in the kitchen, eating some breakfast. Paul and I decided to name out daughter Stella Marie Lahote.

Water splatters on the floor when I stand and I grip the counter, feeling a sudden wave of pain hit.

"Anne.." I mutter in pain.

"You're in labor, call Paul."

We rush outside while I dial Paul's cell.

"Hey, Vi." Paul says into the phone, Jared hooting in excitement for some off reason in the background.

"Paul, my water broke and I am in labor." I gasp as another wave of pain.

"On my way." He exclaims before hanging up.

Carlisle meets us outside and he carries me inside. Paul makes it right as it is time to push. Bella is holding my hand while Paul watches Stella be born.

"Alright, Violet." Carlisle starts. "It's time to push."

I bite my lip as I try pushing the baby out. I let out painful screams as Stella's head rips my vagina a little. Paul's eyes are wide as he watches Stella's head come out.

"One more Push, Violet." Carlisle demands. "Stella is almost here."

I squeeze on Bella's hand and I push this last time. Cries soon fill the house as Stella is out. Paul cuts the umbilical cord. Rosalie takes Stella to bathe her while I rest.

"You did great, Violet." Carlisle coos as he delivers the placenta.

"I'm tired, Carlisle." I mumble tiredly.

"Get some sleep, we will bring Stella up when you wake." Carlisle pats my knee before walking out.

I roll over on my side and I close my eyes, ready for some sleep.

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I wake up and see Paul with Stella at my door. I call for Carlisle for help to the bathroom. Carlisle helps me get up and walks me to adds the bathroom.

Paul hands me Stella when I get laid back down. I stare down at the beautiful girl in my arms.

"Paul, call Anne." I smile. "Tell her to come see her granddaughter."

Paul nods before walking out.

"Hi, Stella." I gush. "I'm your mommy, my name is Violet. Your daddy's name is Paul."

Stella coos as I notice Anne walk in. "Hey, Vi."

"Stella, this tour grandmother, Anne." I coo to my daughter.

"Can I hold her?" Anne asks.

"Of course." I smirk.

Anne carefully takes Stella down on my arms. I smile when Paul enters the room. I close my eyes and I thank god for the life he has given me.

The end.