Kidnapped and Rejected – The Return of Alpha’s Luna by Moon Claw

Chapter 247

Janet stopped laughing.

A nostalgic and slightly sad feeling surged up in her chest. Yeah…When was the last time that he made her laugh?

“…Back in the Grace Ruin,” she said lowly eventually.

“The Grace Ruin.” Westin nodded, “We were facing a lot of dangers and you didn’t even know who I am. But it was a fun time.”

It was actually the best time for the two of them.

Janet didn’t want to dwell on that subject, which made her sad, so she quickly changed the topic:

“Will your godmother Medline be a problem? I can feel her hostility against me.” Westin shook his head, “Don’t worry. Medline is just like that: harsh, stern, and a little mean. But she adorns me. My mom and Medline were very close, and she asked Medline to look after me, which Medline has done a great job since my mom passed. away. So relax. Medline would never do anything to hurt me, or my mate, or my child.”

Janet took a deep, shuddering breath, “But if she ever finds out that this kid is not yours…”

Westin lowered his voice, “Then we need to make sure that she never finds out…Oh, and about that, how long before a werewolf goes into labor?”

“10 months. Why?”

“The Lycan is 5 months. And we give birth to pups, not human babies,” Westin said with a frown. “Which I just found out myself.”

“What?” Janet gasped.

This was fresh knowledge to her as well..

She was already approaching the 2-1

another 3 months, people would start to get suspicious.

The elders found that she was bearing a bastard child…that was a consequence that she could not bear.

“Then what should we do?!” she said in a hurried, urgent voice. “5 months and 10 months…That is a huge difference. There is no way we can fake it. It is not like I can push the baby out of my body.”

“Janet-

“And when I give birth, there are going to be nurses and doctors in the delivery room, right? They will see that my child is a human baby and not a pup. Then there is no way we can keep that secret!”

“Janet!”

Westin grabbed her hand and squeezed it, “Relax Janet…relax.”

She shivered involuntarily. He held her in his arms.

“Don’t panic. There are ways to solve this,” he said in a deep, calming voice. “I will arrange a delivery room outside of the castle. You will give birth there with only my most trusted people around you. So no one will find out about the secret. And about the pregnancy time… Well, this child is going to be the first Lycan and werewolf hybrid. So common knowledge doesn’t apply to this case. We can find a way to fool the others.

That was the ideal plan.

But there were so many places where things could go wrong.

One mistake. She and her child would be doomed.

forced me to stay. You

“I will.”

planting a kiss on her forehead, “You and this child

closed her eyes as a feeling of uneasiness stole

a single path right

not to think about what kind of

guest

places

not a single guestroom

the first time in history. Villagers swarmed in to

was outdoor, held on the

right before sunset, a carriage arrived at the castle to pick up Janet and ride her to the

gown, with her face covered by a sweeping cathedral–length veil, intricately edged with

the winding

roses, calla lilies and

people, their faces lit with joy, waving and

people echoing through the streets as

pulled to a stop, Janet stepped

beat upon seeing the

Belle asked her to come for a couple of times but she never

admit it–this was a place where dreams come

summit–top venue had transformed into

adorned every corner, their petals glistening as if sprinkled with a touch of magic. The fragrant aroma of the flowers wafted

fairy lights on the archways and

butterflies, and the

paved by pedals winded through the seating

1. at.

his lips. Behind his back was the breathtaking view of the distant snow–capped mountains. The sky had transformed into a canvas of hues–soft pinks, oranges, and purples and casted a

playing, a cue for the bride to make

and watched Janet walk down the aisle alone with excitement gleaming in

the front roll sat Belle, Wells and

a little too

his eyes and turned his face the other way. Eventually it was Clemente who lent his handkerchief to

at the end of the pedal path and stood

other for a few seconds and suddenly started smiling

am very nervous,” Westin said in a

her veil, “This

“You like it?”

this wedding, nor this man standing in

itself

nodded faintly, “Yes…I

glittered in Westin’s eyes as he said, “I want to give

That was very sweet.

also him who took away the thing that she wanted the most

How ironic was that?

lowered her eyelids

elder raised his voice and said in a blooming