Alpha’s Regret Pregnant Rejected Luna

Chapter 9

Amidst the sterile white halls of the bustling hospital, a symphony of hurried footsteps and distant murmurs formed a dissonant backdrop to the unfolding emergency. The nurse’s voice cut through the chaos, urgent and trembling with the weight of the situation as she guided the resident doctor toward the accident and emergency ward, where Hazel lay, her condition hanging in the balance. The fluorescent lights overhead seemed too harsh, too unforgiving for the gravity of the moment.

Hazel was wheeled in. She lay there feebly on the hospital bed. Her swollen belly protruded beneath the hospital gown like a precious cargo, both vulnerable and resilient.

“There was an accident,” the nurse explained briefing the doctor on the way.

Hazel listened while she battled with unconsciousness, it was hard to remain awake. Weakly, she implored, “Please, save my babies.” Her words, a fragile plea, hung in the air like a prayer.

The young doctor, his eyes a mosaic of concern and compassion, approached Hazel’s bedside. His voice, calm and reassuring, served as an anchor in the sea of uncertainty. “What is your name?” he asked with a calming smile.

“Hazel,” came her weak reply.

“Don’t worry, Hazel. You’re in the hands of capable professionals.”

As he inquired further, his gentle demeanor remained unwavering. “How far along are you?” he asked, his voice softened by empathy.

“About ten months,” Hazel replied, her voice trembling like a leaf in the wind.

doctor acknowledged, his face etched with a mixture of

plea, her eyes filled with maternal devotion. “Just save my

urgency,

machines serving as a haunting reminder of the fragility of life. The doctor, keenly aware of the gravity of the situation, made a swift decision. “Prepare her for surgery,” he instructed, his voice carrying the weight of responsibility. With those words, he left the ward, disappearing into the labyrinthine

concerned Noah approached the doctor, his expression marked by an overwhelming sense

danger. We need the family to sign. It might get to the stage where it’s her life or that of her child.” The nurse spoke urgently. “We need the go–ahead from a family relative,” he urged. “The husband

would choose her kids instead.” Noah rushed out. “Alright then.

was shaken but resolute, knowing she had no one; he shook his head. “Whatever happens to her, I carry that

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the situation. Well, I’ll be honest with you. Her pregnancy is already overdue,

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