The Savior

Never Having Sex Again

Acalla P.O.V 

As she stood up from the table, she felt the water slide down her leg. It was a terrifying feeling.

Azriel must have seen the panic on her face because he jumped up and looked down. 

"Azriel," she said quietly. 

"We need to go find Feyre and Rhysand, and probably Mor, maybe Amren too, actually let's go find everyone," Azriel said walking over to her. 

Then she was being scooped up and flown to the place where this all started. 

It took roughly five minutes to fly there. In that time, Acalla's womb swelled with pain twice. Ad the pain increased, her hand shot out to Azriel's arm. She squeezed his arm until he hissed with pain. 

"I'm sorry," she said. 

"Don't apologize, you're about to go through a very painful thing," Azriel said, "a little pain won't kill me." 

Finally, they landed on the front lawn. Rhysand was there with Nyx. He stood when he saw them land. He looked at Acalla hunched over. 

Suddenly, Feyre winnowed out of nowhere. 

"Come," Feyre said. 

"Nyx, go find Mor and Amren," Rhysand instructed. 

Acalla was ushered into the house with Feyre on one side and Azriel on the other. Rhysand was jogging ahead of them to get whatever room they were going to ready. 

"I'm going to be next to you the entire time," Az whispered in her ear. 

She nodded. 

Another round of pain flooded through her body. 

This one was somehow worse. Acalla stopped walking to let out a little scream of pain. She could feel Azriel cringing out of his own personal pain. 

The pain lasted only for a minute or so, but it was still so painful. How much more painful would it get? 

Finally, the pain subsided. 

"Have you been feeling pain at any point today?" Feyre asked. 

"A little discomfort but nothing like this," Acalla answered. 

"Why didn't you tell me?" Azriel asked. 

"Because the last four months have been filled with discomfort," Acalla said. 

Azriel was about to push her, but Feyre shook her head. He stopped speaking, but Acalla knew they would be talking about it later.

They arrived at a room that had a large bed in the center with a table to the side. On the table there was cloths, a lot of cloths, a bowl of water, and a pitcher of water. 

Acalla was ushered into the bathroom with Feyre. 

"We need to get you changed," Feyre said. 

Slowly, Feyre peeled the beautiful dress off of her and put her into a night slip. Her swelling breast and stomach were poking out. 

Feyre helped Acalla out of the bathroom and into the bed where Azriel was waiting. 

Once she was settled, or as much as possible, Azriel offered his hand. 

"I love you so much," Az said, "you're doing great." 

"I haven't even started," Acalla said. 

The door burst open to Mor and Amren running into the room. 

"Nyx?" Rhysand asked. 

"We sent him to find everyone else," Mor answered.