Kidnapped and Rejected – The Return of Alpha’s Luna by Moon Claw

Chapter 252

The air was thick with tension and the musky scent of sweat.

The moon’s glow filtered through the curtains, casting shadows that danced around the room.

Janet gritted her teeth, clutching the edges of the bed.

The pain started as a deep ache in her lower back, intensifying with each passing

moment.

“Westin,” she gasped, her voice strained, “I can’t…”

“Of course, you can…You can do this, baby.”

Westin caressed her forehead and whispered into her ears, “Think about this child, Janet. How much you looked forward to the birth of this child. Just a few hours and this child will be born….and we will be the happiest parents on earth…”

Janet sobbed with tears streaming down her cheeks.

Yes, this child was the only thing that she looked forward to during the last few months.

Her life would be an abyss of darkness if it weren’t for her child,

And she would meet her child. Very, very soon.

The contractions grew stronger, waves of pain crashing over Janet like a relentless tide.

“Ahh–!!!”

She arched her back, gasping for air between the contractions.

Beads of sweat dotted her forehead, and her body trembled violently.

Westin rushed to the bathroom and moistened a cloth with cool water. He quickly returned to her side and wiped her forehead, offering a small reprieve from the heat and strain.

“Breathe with me,” he instructed her. “Inhale…Exhale…”

He learned this breathing method from a maternal book.

He didn’t know that this would come in handy–because in their original plan, Janet would be surrounded by people much more professional than him–but he was now glad that he learned something from that book.

pattern helped Janet focus

timing her

it was time

work so far, baby.” he kissed her sweat–drenched forehead, “Just a

“…NO!”

her head, crying and screaming, delirious from the pain, “I can’t…I can’t do this. Just make it

to her and let her squeeze it. “Squeeze my hand if it hurts too much. But you can do

as hard as she could, and pushed through the pain. “…H–How much longer?” she

She was so exhausted.

it

longer could she be freed

was starting

she die on this bed giving

soon. Just keep pushing baby,” Westin kept

but let out another desperate

to the next room, where a

heard that

once.

“O–Oh my god…”

her mouth, eyes round with horrified

Light tried to ease her nerves by saying, “Relax Princess Belle, giving birth is a

to be

crowd,

nobody could give

knew what was going on with

were all

ridiculous!” Wells snapped

rushed to the door and faced off with Clemente, “You heard her screaming, didn’t you? Janet needs help! Just

door, blocking the

said,

knows what that dickhead was thinking! I for one don’t want Janet to end up dying on that birthing

Belle

Clemente’s chest heaved.

was struggling internally as

still remained firmly on

“Move aside, General Clemente!”

the Queen dies on that birthing bed today, it will be your fucking responsibility!

his teeth, “The King gave me an order. I will carry out that order…no matter what you

worried about Janet,