A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 487

Third Person’s POV

Doctor Digby administered oxytocin and blood–clotting agents. The scent of oxytocin filled the air, and everyone turned pale.

The dosage had to be precise; otherwise, not only would this pregnancy be lost, but future pregnancies would be nearly impossible.

The royal physician, hearing the prescription, thought only one thing– Digby was pulling out all the stops in a final attempt to save Melinda.

Finally, after the chaos and with the help of the previously administered hemostatic and nutritional agents, Melinda, though exhausted, regained some strength.

The oxytocin triggered strong contractions. Melinda felt a distinct sensation of pressure.

The midwife urged her to push. With several difficult efforts, the baby was born.

Digby left the delivery room, leaving Galvin and the midwife to handle the aftermath.

The infant was a boy, but he was cyanotic and lifeless.

Luna Chloe, seeing the resemblance to Dwight, wept.

Luna Skye also tearfully mourned her “poor grandson.”

Digby coldly remarked, “Worry about your daughter first.”

Melinda was hemorrhaging. Too much blood–circulating medication had been used, and now hemostatic agents and injections were needed.

The baby was born, but Melinda was still in critical condition.

Adelaide stayed by Melinda’s side, holding Melinda’s hand.

passed out. Following Digby’s instructions, Galvin

Paisley was in shock.

situation left no room for fear–only hope for Melinda’s

death repeatedly and still in danger,

Why endure such suffering?

be one thing. But to go through this for an unworthy man, nearly dying and possibly losing her life- it

stay

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She

sacrifice, not even

loved her, he would never let her endure such agony. If

she knew not everyone could feel

in knowing the Crimson

Adelaide’s women’s education initiative with funds and

the priority was

outside. Her cold sandalwood

her silver–gray wolf fur disheveled in

her, Luna Chloe

for so long, his face was purplish–red from poor circulation. The wolf–head totem on his neck burned with humiliation

at your son,” Luna Chloe said, holding

still wet on her face. Her voice was calm at

presence like

makes you think you can act this way?

palms, her nails digging deep into the flesh until blood began to

unwilling to look