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.

focus and

timing

he knew that it was time for her to start

work so far, baby.” he

“…NO!”

head, crying and screaming, delirious from the pain, “I

squeeze it. “Squeeze my hand if it hurts too

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

She was so exhausted.

it stopped

she be

starting to

she die on this bed giving birth to her

keep pushing baby,” Westin kept

she couldn’t help but let out another desperate

to the next room, where a large

he heard that terrible scream. His

once.

“O–Oh my god…”

mouth, eyes round with horrified tears, “Is–Is that normai? She sounds like she is

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

is Janet going to be alright?” Belle asked

crowd, desperate

nobody could

of them knew what was going on with

were all locked

is fucking ridiculous!”

her

door, blocking the only entrance to

said, “The King

“Who knows what that dickhead was thinking! I for one don’t want Janet

Belle shirked,

Clemente’s chest heaved.

was struggling internally

remained firmly

“Move aside, General Clemente!”

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

an order. I will carry out that order…no matter

was worried about