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.

rhythmic pattern helped Janet focus and ease some of

timing

knew that it was time for her to start

he kissed her sweat–drenched forehead, “Just a

“…NO!”

and screaming, delirious from the pain, “I can’t…I can’t do this. Just

“Squeeze my hand if it hurts too much. But you

could, and pushed through the pain.

She was so exhausted.

it

much longer could she be freed from this

starting to get

she die on this bed

Just keep pushing

she couldn’t help but let

went out to the next room, where a large

heard that terrible scream. His face turned

once.

“O–Oh my god…”

horrified

elder from the House of Light tried to ease her nerves by saying, “Relax Princess Belle, giving

is Janet going to

crowd, desperate

could

knew what was going on

all locked

fucking ridiculous!”

off with Clemente, “You heard her screaming, didn’t you? Janet needs help! Just let the doctor and

the door, blocking the

as he said, “The King clearly said

that dickhead was thinking! I for one don’t want

neither!” Belle shirked,

Clemente’s chest heaved.

struggling internally

remained firmly on his spot,

“Move aside, General Clemente!”

her chair and glared at Clemente, “If the Queen dies on that birthing bed today, it will be your fucking responsibility! Do you really want to carry that weight

King gave me an order. I will carry out that

worried