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!"
