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

Chapter 251

“Ahhh… Westin! My…My child!”

The room echoed with Janet’s labored breaths and painful cries.

Her eyes were filled with panic, her hand clutching her swollen belly so hard that her

knuckles turned white.

“It is OK… Baby, it is OK. I am right here with you,” Westin held her hand tightly, desperation etched on his face.

Yet his soothing voice didn’t reach her ears.

Her mind was clouded by worry and fear.

…None of them expected her water to break at this time!

In their original plans, Westin would send her to a mountain resort when her due day approached.

A group of healthcare providers would be waiting there. And she would give birth safely in that resort, surrounded by people that Westin trusted the most, and away from the elders.

If everything worked according to their plan, they would return to the castle when the baby was a few months old.

And nobody would tell that the child was actually a werewolf and not a Lycan.

But now… Her water just broke in front of a group of elders!

And the resort and the healthcare providers were not in place yet.

Where the hell would she give birth to her child then?!

She sobbed, helplessly, as waves of contractions continued to hit her.

“My King, we need to get her to the hospital!” Clemente urged.

“NO!” Westin snapped.

the hospital…Or everyone would see her giving birth to a human baby and not a pup…and everyone would instantly know that

“But my King-”

her to the hospital immediately!” Elder Madeline rushed over, speaking hurriedly. “Let the professionals take

miserable groans grew

Westin’s hand and cried in a pleading tone,

hand. He took her from Clemente’s arms and strode to the entrance of the great hall. Yet the elders blocked their way, their eyes

Westin roared his

roared, his eyes burning

she was talking about! She needs help from the doctors and nurses! Let the healthcare providers do their jobs!” Elder Madeline

otherwise? The Queen can’t give birth outside

air crackled with tension as

was cold

know where he would take

help…but the identity of her child

hell should he

am a mother myself. I know what kind of suffering a woman has to go

stiffly on his spot,

“Westin…”

his hand, breathing very fast, “My–My room…I will give

to the hospital supervised by us!

“My room,” Janet insisted.

if

he knew that if that was what Janet wanted, it was what they were

growl rumbled in his chest as he faced off with

“MOVE!” he snarled.

reluctantly gave way. Elder Madeline still looked unwilling, but she chose to keep

in his arms and rushed out of the great hall,

snow.

cold made

pain

like there was

grip on Westin’s shirt gradually

the coat around Janet more tightly, “Hang in there baby…We will be back at your room in

the car over and

they were back in Janet’s