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.

Following Digby’s instructions, Galvin administered medication

Paisley was in shock.

had feared witnessing childbirth, but the tense situation left no room for

and still in danger, she

Why endure such suffering?

through this for an unworthy man, nearly dying and

stay unmated

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life were her own. She would not hand them over to a

was worth such sacrifice, not even someone

agony. If he disagreed, his love

she knew not everyone could feel

fallback were rooted in knowing the Crimson

women’s education

though, the priority was saving

deceased infant outside. Her cold sandalwood pheromones

wolf fur disheveled in tears, her pheromones like

Luna

from poor circulation. The wolf–head totem on

son,” Luna Chloe said,

still wet on her face. Her voice was calm at first but soon erupted in anger, her a thunderous

presence like

think you can act this way? Because you think Melinda’s infatuation with you gives you the right to abuse her? She’s still fighting for her life, and you don’t even realize

her nails digging deep into the flesh until blood

unwilling to look at the