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

“But my King-”

over, speaking hurriedly. “Let

miserable groans grew

Westin’s hand and cried in

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

roared

his eyes burning

from the doctors and nurses!

The Queen can’t give birth outside of the hospital. Her child is

with tension as they stood face–to–face with each

was cold

know where he would take

Janet needed help…but the identity of her child

the hell should

reaching her hands out and saying in a pleading tone, “Please, my king, let me take the Queen. I am a mother myself. I know what kind of suffering

on

“Westin…”

fast, “My–My room…I will give

the hospital supervised by

“My room,” Janet insisted.

would happen if

if that was what Janet wanted, it

in his chest as he faced off

“MOVE!” he snarled.

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

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

snow.

made

her pain had

was

grip on Westin’s shirt

he wrapped the coat around Janet more tightly, “Hang

brought the car over and they quickly

were back