All Novel Sweet
Chapter 251
Chapter 251
“Ahhh… Westin! My…My child!”
The room echoed with Janet’s labored breaths and painful cries.
Her eyes were filled with panic, her hand clutching her swollen belly so hard that her
knuckles turned white. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!
“It is OK… Baby, it is OK. I am right here with you,” Westin held her hand tightly, desperation etched on his face.
Yet his soothing voice didn’t reach her ears.
Her mind was clouded by worry and fear.
…None of them expected her water to break at this time!
In their original plans, Westin would send her to a mountain resort when her due day approached.
A group of healthcare providers would be waiting there. And she would give birth safely in that resort, surrounded by people that Westin trusted the most, and away from the elders.
If everything worked according to their plan, they would return to the castle when the baby was a few months old.
And nobody would tell that the child was actually a werewolf and not a Lycan.
But now… Her water just broke in front of a group of elders!
And the resort and the healthcare providers were not in place yet.
Where the hell would she give birth to her child then?!
She sobbed, helplessly, as waves of contractions continued to hit her.
“My King, we need to get her to the hospital!” Clemente urged.
“NO!” Westin snapped.
Janet couldn’t give birth in the hospital…Or everyone would see her giving birth to a human baby and not a pup…and everyone would instantly know that he was not the father….
“But my King-”
“Send her to the hospital immediately!” Elder Madeline rushed over, speaking hurriedly. “Let the professionals take care of her!”
Janet’s miserable groans grew louder.
She struggled to grab Westin’s hand and cried in a pleading tone, “Don’t…no…No. hospital…”
“I know, I know my love, don’t worry,” Westin comforted her, clutching her hand. He took her from Clemente’s arms and strode to the entrance of the great hall. Yet the elders blocked their way, their eyes gleaming with suspicion and rivalry. “Where are you going with the Queen?” one of the elders shrieked.
“FUCK OFF!” Westin roared his ques burt
“FUCK OFF!” Westin roared, his eyes burning with anger.
“Queen Janet doesn’t know what she was talking about! She needs help from the doctors and nurses! Let the healthcare providers do their jobs!” Elder Madeline snapped.
“Elder Madeline is right!” cried another elder, “Where will you go otherwise? The Queen can’t give birth outside of the hospital. Her child is too important! We won’t allow that kind of sloppiness!”
The air crackled with tension as they stood face–to–face with each other.
Westin’s forehead was cold with sweat.
To be honest, he didn’t know where he would take Janet either.
He knew that Janet needed help…but the identity of her child would be at stake….
What the hell should he do?!
Elder Madeline took a step forward, reaching her hands out and saying in a pleading tone, “Please, my king, let me take the Queen. I am a mother myself. I know what kind of suffering a woman has to go through to give birth. Let us help you! Do you really prefer to see her suffer?”
Westin stood stiffly on his spot, hesitating.
“Westin…”
Janet squeezed his hand, breathing very fast, “My–My room…I will give birth alone…in my room…”
“Nonsense!” Elder Medline cried, “You will be taken to the hospital supervised by us! It is for the safety of the child!”
“My room,” Janet insisted.
Westin didn’t know what would happen if Janet gave birth alone in her room.
But he knew that if that was what Janet wanted, it was what they were going to do.
A growl rumbled in his chest as he faced off with the elders.
“MOVE!” he snarled.
The elders, sensing the intensity of Westin’s resolve, reluctantly gave way. Elder Madeline still looked unwilling, but she chose to keep her mouth shut for now.
Westin carried Janet in his arms and rushed out of the great hall, into the raging
snow.
The cold made Janet shiver.
And her pain had doubled.
It almost felt like there was a blender in her belly.
Her grip on Westin’s shirt gradually weakened.
A moment of vulnerability flashed across Westin’s face as he wrapped the coat around Janet more tightly, “Hang in there baby…We will be back at your room in no time.”
Clemente brought the car over and they quickly got inside.
Moments later, they were back in Janet’s room.
Westin dashed inside and placed Janet on her bed as carefully as he could. She was already drenched in a cold sweat, her face contorted by pain and suffering.
There were maids peering in by the door.
“Tell everyone to fuck off!” Westin snarled.
Clemente rushed to fend off those nosy maids and rushed back to the bedside.
“We…We should at least get a couple of nurses in here!” he cried in a trembling voice, “God…I don’t think she should do this alone…”
“No nurses!” Westin snapped.
Janet propped up her upper body and seized Clemente’s wrist, “Do this for me…I–I want you to guard the door…and stop anyone who wants in…no doctor and nurse…No matter what they say!”
“What the hell is going on here!” Clemente cried, “Why turn down the help when you know you need it-”
“Just….PLEASE!” Janet shrieked, breathing very fast.
“We will explain to you later. Just go!” Westin growled.
Clemente dashed out of the room.
Westin hovered by her side, cupping her cheek with a trembling hand, “Tell me what
I can do…”
“J–Just stay by my side…” she panted.
She desperately needed support, even if it was Westin’s support.
Another contraction gripped Janet as she threw her head backwards and screamed at
the top of her lungs-
“АНННН!”