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.

hospital…Or everyone would see her giving birth to a human

“But my King-”

over, speaking hurriedly. “Let the professionals take care

miserable groans

grab Westin’s hand and cried in a pleading tone, “Don’t…no…No.

He took her from Clemente’s arms and strode to the entrance of the great hall. Yet the

roared

roared, his eyes burning with

doesn’t know what she was talking about! She needs help from the

is right!” cried another elder, “Where will you go otherwise? The Queen can’t give birth outside of the

tension as they stood face–to–face with each

was cold with

he didn’t know where

Janet needed help…but the identity

the hell should he

saying in a pleading tone, “Please, my king, let me take the Queen. I am a mother

stood stiffly on

“Westin…”

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

to the hospital

“My room,” Janet insisted.

would happen if

knew that if that was what Janet wanted, it was what

rumbled in his chest as he faced

“MOVE!” he snarled.

intensity of Westin’s resolve, reluctantly gave way. Elder Madeline still looked unwilling, but she chose to keep her mouth

Janet in his arms and rushed out of the great hall, into

snow.

made

her pain

almost felt like there was a

grip on Westin’s

of vulnerability flashed across Westin’s face as he wrapped the coat around Janet more tightly, “Hang in there baby…We will be back at your

over and they quickly

were back in Janet’s