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 some

timing her

he knew that it was time for her to start

so far, baby.” he kissed her

“…NO!”

delirious from the pain, “I can’t…I can’t

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

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

She was so exhausted.

it

could she

was starting

she die on this bed giving birth to her

keep pushing baby,”

but

next room, where a large group of

abruptly when he heard that

once.

“O–Oh my god…”

horrified tears, “Is–Is that normai?

nerves by saying, “Relax Princess Belle, giving

going to be alright?”

crowd, desperate

nobody could give her

knew what was going

all locked

ridiculous!”

the door and faced off with Clemente, “You heard her screaming, didn’t you?

by the door, blocking the only entrance to

jaw tightened as he said, “The

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

Belle shirked,

Clemente’s chest heaved.

was struggling internally

he still remained firmly on

“Move aside, General Clemente!”

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

“The King gave me an order. I will carry out that order…no matter

worried about