ACOSF Feysand Miniseries

Together

Feyre

Not even ten minutes after Azriel left I was leaving the house as well. I debated on letting down my shield momentarily to tell him I was coming but I let myself not do it just to leave him unprepared.

It was a pleasant morning outside, but I didn't let myself enjoy it, too wrapped up in what I was going to say to him. I stopped myself there. He should be the one debating on what he should say, not me.

So with that thought I put a small smile on my face and enjoyed the light breeze in the morning while I strolled to the manor.

It was still quite early in the morning, Rhys should not even be up yet. That brought laughter out of me thinking about how I was going to ambush him at 6 while he was sleeping.

Going through the house was a blur, letting pure muscle memory take over and bring me to my room. Our room.

I opened the door abruptly and saw the sheets already undone with no Rhys in it. Under closer observation I saw the imprint of two bodies huddled close together faintly on the sheets. Oh. Rhys hadn't been in here since the last night we stayed together.

Guilt puddled through me thinking that he hadn't gotten any sleep since I've been gone and he was prisoner to his own thoughts instead.

For the second time that morning I almost let down my shields to contact him and find out where he was but then an idea clanged through me where he would go under stress and I started heading there.

When Rhys gave me this manor to make a home out of and include everything that we could ever need I was eager to fulfill that. So one of the first things I made sure was included in the many rooms was a training room. We knocked down a few walls to the combining rooms and raised the ceilings to make an effective arena similar to the one in the House of Wind.

I hadn't been down here much due to my quick pregnancy after the estate was built but knew that Rhys loved this place. After any tough meeting or screaming match with Mor or Amren, Rhys would come down here and just simply punch those feeling away.

Confirming my thoughts, as I began coming closer to the room I was able to make out the impact of his fist against a punching bag. He was going quick and punching relentlessly leaving him gulping in shallow breaths.

I began walking quicker with worry and didn't hesitate to yank the door open. There standing in all of his sweaty glory was Rhys. Punching the bag with no mercy. I saw a splatter of red on the bag and more red seeping through his hand wrap. He didn't seem to notice the color nor the pain that must be blooming in his hand.

I swallowed painfully and the sound alerted him of my presence. His head immediately snapped up and his hands dropped as his eyes registered that it was me standing there.

His eyes were crazed and he was still breathing heavily as I saw his eyes look over every inch of my body. He was probably making sure that I was actually here and not some figure of his imagination. Pain clanged in my heart that I left him in such a vulnerable position.

He didn't speak, waiting for me to start and choose the direction of this conversation. Especially after what happened the last time.

"You're an idiot. You're a stupid, spineless, bastard, idiot for not telling me our fates. Words cannot describe the amount of hurt I felt when I found out that you kept this from me. When you made this decision for me. I will never forget that you did that but I am willing to let it go for the time being because I know my sitting around and sulking isn't helping to find a solution especially if it means you whining and sulking around also." I paused and I saw his eyes filled with hope. I said the next words with a smile plastered on my face, "So, as long as you promise to never do that to me again..." I spread open my arms, "Get over here so I can hug my mate"

Rhys released a blinding smile and all but sprinted towards me, tackling me with a hug. We both fell to the floor laughing and crying and smiling while holding onto each other for life. He didn't release his tight hold and I didn't release mine and I was perfectly content with that. Basking in the presence of my mate.

Time passed and our grip loosened but never faltered. He was rubbing his thumb idly on my back and his chin was digging into my shoulder blade. He pulled back slightly and pressed a kiss on my shoulder softly. "I missed you. I missed your presence. I missed your voice and laughter. I missed sleeping next to you and holding onto you. I couldn't think straight, much less sleep. I felt like half of me was missing and I didn't know how to act." He spoke softly.

I continued my movements on his hair, lightly stroking and breathing in the scent of him. "I missed you too, you big brute. It was awfully cold last night without your big, all mighty body to keep me warm."

I felt his chuckle throughout my body straight down to my core. That quickly I shifted and I knew he noticed it too because the next thing I knew he winnowed us to our room and he pulled me into a passionate kiss.

I smiled into the kiss knowing full well where this was going and kissed him passionately back. One day without him and I was already shaking with need. We both were.

But now wasn't the time for raw fucking it was the time to be with my mate and be wrapped in each others passion. That's why, under the sunrise in our room we made love gently and fully wrapped in each other's presence just enjoying the pure bliss of being able to be with each other.

Because if what the others say about the baby is true, we only have a few more months of moments like these wrapped in the safety of each other's arms before it could all be taken. But I wouldn't give up hope. Not yet. Not if it means the safety of my baby and my mate. Who I would do next to anything to save. Who would stop at nothing to save me as well. I kept telling myself that. I would stop at nothing.

Finished!! Thank you all for reading this! I had a lot of fun writing this.