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.

Janet focus and ease

was timing her

that it was time for her

done great work so far, baby.” he kissed her sweat–drenched

“…NO!”

the pain, “I can’t…I

hand to her and let her squeeze it. “Squeeze my hand if it

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

She was so exhausted.

hadn’t it

longer could she be freed from this

starting

she die on this bed giving birth

Very soon. Just keep pushing baby,” Westin

but let

the next room, where a large group of

abruptly when he heard that terrible scream. His face

once.

“O–Oh my god…”

with horrified tears, “Is–Is that normai? She sounds like she is being

ease her nerves by saying, “Relax Princess Belle, giving birth is a hard process, but it is

is Janet going to be

the crowd, desperate

could

them knew what was going

were all

fucking ridiculous!”

Clemente, “You heard her

blocking the

he said, “The King clearly said

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

neither!” Belle shirked,

Clemente’s chest heaved.

struggling

remained firmly on his

“Move aside, General Clemente!”

Medline stood up from her chair and glared at Clemente, “If the Queen dies on that birthing bed today, it will be your fucking

his teeth, “The King gave me an order. I

worried