Chapter 63: Warm body
Back at Velor’s chamber ,it was utter chaos.
Autumn lay pale, like a ghost, on the Alpha’s massive bed, her breath rasping shallow as sweat glistened on her forehead.
She was too cold yet sweating profusely.
The thick sheets beneath her were already soaked with blood that refused to stop pooling from between her legs. There was no confusion that she was in the middle of a miscarriage.
Her stomach rippled like something inside was fighting for air, for space, for life.She pregnancy was in the earliest stage. It was too soon for foetal movements.
"She is slipping!" one of the witches snapped, arms outstretched as she tried to draw a containment sigil mid air. "Hold her down...her body is rejecting the stasis charm!"
"I am trying to hold her down!" one of the witches cried, struggling to keep Autumn’s limbs from jerking. "But her strength suddenly increased ten fold. This isn’t normal!"
"That’s because it’s not just her," the eldest witch hissed, beads of sweat forming on her brow as she struggled. "The fetuses.They are strong. Too strong. It’s like they have already developed consciousness of their own!They are reacting individually to their mother’s distress! "
"She is not going to make it," the healer muttered shaking his head, frantically rummaging through his satchel. "No spell will hold if she keeps bleeding like this! We need to begin the transfusion now or..."
"With what blood?" another witch snapped. "Unless you have suddenly become her long lost cousin, she will reject every drop!"
"She is in distress," the younger witch whispered, eyes wide with horror as Autumn’s stomach visibly contracted again. "The babies...they are panicking too. "