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.

her giving birth to a human baby and not a pup…and everyone would instantly know that he was not the

“But my King-”

Madeline rushed over, speaking hurriedly. “Let the

miserable groans

struggled to grab Westin’s hand and cried in a pleading tone,

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

Westin roared his

roared, his eyes burning

She needs help from the doctors

can’t give birth

air crackled with tension as they stood

forehead was cold

didn’t know where he would

Janet needed help…but the identity of her

the hell should he

my king, let me take the Queen. I am a mother

stiffly on his spot,

“Westin…”

breathing very fast, “My–My room…I will

“You will be taken to the hospital supervised by us! It is for

“My room,” Janet insisted.

if Janet gave

if that was what Janet wanted, it was

in his chest as he faced off

“MOVE!” he snarled.

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

rushed

snow.

cold made

pain

there was a blender

Westin’s shirt

flashed across Westin’s face as he wrapped the coat around Janet more tightly, “Hang

car over and they quickly

they were back in Janet’s