The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 380: No heartbeat...

Lyla

The smell of fresh coffee lingered in the kitchen, but I couldn’t enjoy it. My legs trembled. I clutched the doorframe, blinking hard, trying to steady the world tilting around me. The man—what was his name again?—the mechanic, was pointing, his eyes wide with alarm.

"You’re bleeding," he said, his voice oddly muffled through the ringing in my ears.

I followed his gaze to my legs.

Blood.

A dark stream was sliding down the inside of my thighs, staining my cotton dress and pooling on the floor beneath me.

I didn’t panic—not yet. My mind refused to process what I was seeing.

"No," I whispered, one hand clutching my belly as a cramp tore through me, sharper than before.

The mechanic was already moving, his hands out. "Ma’am, you need to sit down. You need—"

A police siren screamed through the street, pulling up in front of our house.

Two officers stepped out. One of them, a woman in her late forties with short black hair and a wary gaze, scanned the property. The male officer beside her looked more eager, more aggressive.

"Is this 17 Elmsworth?" the woman asked.

The mechanic turned, shielding me slightly with his body. "Yes, but I think she’s having a medical emergency."

"We got a complaint of property destruction and possible assault. Where’s the suspect?"

I couldn’t speak. Pain lanced through me again, and I dropped to one knee, gasping.

That’s when Ramsey came barreling through the front door.

"Lyla!" His voice filled with panic.

He crossed the room in two steps and caught me just before I hit the floor. My body curled against his instinctively. I could barely register the mechanic explaining the situation to the officers or the female cop calling for an ambulance on her radio.

"I’m fine," I mumbled, clutching Ramsey’s shirt. "I’m fine. The babies—"

"Don’t talk," he said. His voice was trembling. "Just breathe. I’ve got you."

The paramedics arrived moments later. They didn’t waste time. Ramsey growled when they tried to touch me at first, but one look at my pale face calmed him. He lifted me into the stretcher himself.

As they wheeled me out, I caught a glimpse of Paul standing beside the police car, his arms folded and a smug look on his face. He hadn’t even flinched at the sight of my blood.

"You’ll regret this," Ramsey told him as they pushed me toward the ambulance.

"You attacked me. This

but the female officer stepped between them. "Not now," she said quietly. "Be

without another word and followed me into

at the hospital, a team of doctors and nurses was already waiting to take

conscious. I gripped Ramsey’s hand like a

too early," I whispered. "Ramsey... It’s too

that now," he said. "Just breathe. We’ll get through

know how long gone she is?" One of the doctors had climbed onto the stretcher

gone this Friday,"

see your antenatal charts?" the doctor

at her with confusion. Giving her the antenatal chart wasn’t the problem; the problem was that words like pup,

eyes open. "We just came into

us, but she

"First-time parents?"

I nodded.

ER, and a nurse turned to Ramsey, holding

but you cannot go beyond this place. You can wait outside the

reaching for the rolling stretcher. The stretcher came to a halt at once. "I must be with her. She has no

doctor said, coming down from the stretcher, giving Ramsey a kind smile. "But to be able

corrected. "They’re

precarious. It’s hospital policy,

I quickly reached out to him

be fine, my love. They’ll take care of

go of the stretcher, and they wheeled me inside the ER. Inside, a nurse pushed my

saying something else, but I couldn’t hear her again. Darkness was filling the room. I tried to call out to

cheek as

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soon.You have

so quiet,

on the elevated bed, propped up by pillows, a gel-covered strap fastened around my belly and leads from the monitor wrapping around like some cruel

thumb stroking the inside of my wrist. His face was blank — too blank. A practised calm that I recognised only because I’d seen him break before. His jaw

was frowning at the monitor. He’d been silent too

I knew that look.

I stopped breathing.

were getting strong dual readings earlier today. But now... we

tightened around

"but this does sometimes happen in rare pregnancies — especially unusual twin gestations like yours.

beside me. "What the hell does

means the fetuses may no longer be viable. And in cases like this, we often recommend

left my mouth like ice. I didn’t shout

The doctor paused.

were already moving