Chapter 94
Third Person’s POV
“Move her to a room!” Klaus ordered, and some rogues carried the crying Clara into a room. Clara continued to shout as they brought her to the room. When they laid her down on the bed, Clara immediately squirmed in pain.
When the doctors finished preparing the tools for Clara’s delivery, they sat beside Clara, “Push,” One of the doctors said to Clara. She tried sitting up to push her baby out of her womb. “Aaaargh!” Clara shouted in pain. The doctor supported Clara while pushing her child.
“Almost there! I see the crown of the child’s head,” The female doctor said.
“Push!” The doctor beside Clara shouted, and Clara tried to sit up again to push her baby. She repeatedly shouted until they heard the cry of the child.
Clara breathed heavily, tired of continuously sitting up and pushing her child out. She looked at the child in the arms of one of the doctors. She cried happily while listening to her child’s cry. The doctor was about to give the baby to Clara when Klaus intervened.
“Give me the child,” he said with a threatening voice. Clara’s eyes grew wide in surprise, and she realized they would get her child.
“No!” Clara shouted and tried standing up to get her child to Klaus. Clara fell to the ground and crawled to Klaus in her weakened state.
“Give me my child!” Clara cried to Klaus and started begging him, but Klaus smirked.
“Be honored, and this pup will be reborn as a perfect werewolf,” Klaus said and laughed devilishly.
“No, Klaus! That child doesn’t know anything! Please, give me my child!” Clara said, grabbing his pants. She cried to Klaus, begging him to return the child to Clara.
“Return her to her cell,” Klaus ordered, uninterested in Clara’s cries. Two rogues guarding the prison dragged her, and Clara cried.
“No! Please! Give my child!” Clara shouted, trying to get her baby. She struggled against the rogues and used some of her power, and she broke free from the grip of the guards on her. She ran towards Klaus, and when she got near, Klaus slapped her, causing her to fall to the ground. She dragged herself to the floor to get near Klaus and grabbed Klaus’s feet.
“I am begging you, please, that child is mine!” Clara cried and begged again, but Klaus was not interested in her and kicked her away from him.
Clara squirmed and hugged her stomach in pain. She grunted in pain and forced herself to sit. She looked at Klaus and her child in his arms. “What are you planning to do?!” She shouted at Klaus.
“You don’t need to know,” Klaus said, using his most serious voice. He turned his back to Clara and started walking towards the door. Clara raised her arm, trying to reach for her child. She cried and rested her head on the floor.
“My child! I’m sorry,” Clara cried in her thought. Her wolf, Angeline, was on the verge of going crazy, but she kept thinking about Clara’s weakened state.
The guards dragged Clara and threw her into her cell. Clara cried and shouted in her cell. She fixed herself and sat properly on the floor. “YOU DARE TOUCH MY CHILD! HEAR THIS, KLAUS! REMEMBER MY WORDS! I WILL NOT FORGIVE YOU! I WILL DO EVERYTHING IN MY POWER TO END YOU MYSELF! CURSE YOU KLAUS! CURSE YOU!” She shouted in her cell and continued to cry.
Alpha Louis, who is currently chained in his cell, watched Clara as she cried. Alpha Louis didn’t need to ask what happened, and he instantly understood what had happened just by watching Clara cry. He watched Clara quietly, looking at her sadly. He pitied her and thought that she didn’t deserve any of these. He bit his lip and thought about a way to let her escape from this hell.
Clara became silent and then laughed. Alpha Louis’s eyes grew big in surprise. “Hahahahaha! This fucking life,” Clara said.
“She is losing it,” Alpha Louis thought.
Clara’s POV
“Oh, my child, please be strong until I get to you. I promise you, even if my limbs and arms get cut off, I will find and save you,” Clara said to herself.
“Angeline,” She called for her wolf, who was trying to restrain herself, to go berserk.
Clara closed her eyes and focused on restraining her wolf. When she felt that her wolf had calmed down, she looked at the ceiling of her cell. “Why is this happening to me? Tell me, Evangeline, please tell me, moon goddess,” She thought. She curled herself in the corner of the cell, rested her head on his knee, and continued crying until she couldn’t cry. Clara fell asleep, letting her fatigue take over her.