ACOTAR and ToG Oneshots

4. Feysand

I know this has pretty much only been ToG so let's do ACOTAR again.

I looked at my mate. "I'm going to the Spring Court to see for myself what's happening."
"I'm coming with," Mor interjected. 
Before I could protest, she said, "You heard what Rhys said, Feyre. The place is trashed. Tamlin wants to die. Who knows what he's going to do if he sees you?"
When we got there, Tamlin asked if I was coming home.
"No," I said. "I have a home, and it is not here."
"She's right." My mate stepped in.
"Rhys? You were supposed to stay in the Night Court," Mor teased.
Rhys rolled his eyes. "Hello, Feyre darling." Tamlin snarled at him. Rhys snarled right back. "Hey!" I said. "No fighting. And especially not over me."
"You are mine," Tamlin said.
"I belong to no one!" I shouted. Rhys looked at me. Are you sure?
Prick.
I held up my hand, displaying the star sapphire set on a silver band. "I belong to him, and he belongs to me, but Rhysand does not treat me like an object. He is my mate. When you find yours, treat him or her right."
I walked out. Tamlin roared, and Mor screamed, "Rhys!"
Running back in, I shouted, "I said NO FIGHTING!" The temperature dropped, and I pulled Tamlin and Rhys apart. "Look at me, both of you. I am High Lady of the Night Court, and no one will change that." I summoned my wings. "Tamlin, you made mistakes when we were together. My mate is who he is. He didn't steal me. I chose to go to him. I was dying when Mor took me out of this place. I was dying. And you failed to realize that. Treat your next lover better."
All three of us walked away, leaving Tamlin in silence.
That's my Feyre, Rhys said, kissing me.
"That was amazing. Now I'm standing in between you because otherwise-" Rhys put his hand over his cousin's mouth. "Don't even finish that sentence, Mor," I grinned.