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.

giving birth to a human baby and not a pup…and

“But my King-”

over, speaking hurriedly. “Let the professionals take care

miserable groans

Westin’s hand and cried in a pleading

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

Westin roared his ques

OFF!” Westin roared, his eyes

talking about! She needs help from the doctors and nurses! Let the healthcare providers do their

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

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

forehead was cold

didn’t know where he would

the identity of her child would

hell should

tone, “Please, my king, let me take the Queen. I am a mother myself. I know what kind of suffering a

stood stiffly on his spot,

“Westin…”

his hand, breathing very fast, “My–My room…I will give birth alone…in my

the hospital supervised by us! It is for the safety of

“My room,” Janet insisted.

if Janet gave birth alone in

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

growl rumbled in his chest as he faced

“MOVE!” he snarled.

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

rushed out of the great hall,

snow.

cold made

pain

was a blender in

Westin’s

face as he wrapped the coat around Janet more tightly, “Hang in there baby…We will

over and they quickly

they were back in

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