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.

a human baby and not a pup…and

“But my King-”

over, speaking hurriedly. “Let

miserable groans

and cried

worry,” Westin comforted her, clutching her 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 gleaming with suspicion and rivalry. “Where

OFF!” Westin roared his

OFF!” Westin roared, his eyes burning

know what she was talking about! She needs help from the doctors and nurses! Let the

Queen can’t give birth outside of the hospital. Her child is too important! We won’t allow that

crackled with tension as they

forehead was cold with

honest, he didn’t know where he would

needed help…but the identity of her

the hell should he

a pleading tone, “Please, my king, let me take the Queen. I am a mother myself. I know what kind of suffering a woman has to go through to give birth. Let us help you!

on his

“Westin…”

“My–My room…I will

taken to the hospital supervised by us! It is for the safety

“My room,” Janet insisted.

what would happen if Janet

knew that if that was what Janet wanted,

his chest as he faced off with

“MOVE!” he snarled.

elders, sensing the intensity of Westin’s resolve, reluctantly gave way. Elder Madeline still looked unwilling,

in his arms and rushed out of

snow.

cold made Janet

pain had

there was

grip on Westin’s shirt

wrapped the coat around Janet more tightly,

over and

were back in Janet’s