Chapter 179: Dark Sacrafice
**Donn**
As soon as we left Armond’s lair, we were sucked into a portal. The darkness swirls around me, thick and alive, like a suffocating lover that refuses to let go. It’s cold, colder than the void itself, and it seeps into my bones, threatening to freeze my very soul. I push through, desperate to find Avery and the others. Something is wrong, very wrong. Avery needs me. I can feel Avery slipping away, her warmth fading like a dying star. I find her bent over a rock covered in scratches, bleeding, and the offspring in her womb are no longer moving. Her body lies limp, bent back unnaturally, her striking red and blonde hair fanned out like a halo, but it’s her stillness that terrifies me. She’s not just injured—she’s near death, and the thought of losing her makes my chest ache with a pain I can’t name.
I drop to my knees beside her. Her gown, once regal and form-fitting, is torn and stained, but her dragon-scale jewelry still glints faintly in the dim light of the void. I brush a strand of hair from her face, my fingers trembling. “Avery,” I whisper, my voice hoarse with desperation. “Don’t leave me. Not like this.”
But she doesn’t respond. Her eyes remain closed, her chest rising and falling in shallow, labored breaths. The darkness presses in, mocking me, reminding me of how powerless I am. And yet, in that moment, I know what I have to do. It’s not a choice—it’s a necessity.
“Avery,” I say again, louder this time, my voice steady despite the storm raging inside me. “I give my life for yours. I love you.”
As the words leave my mouth, I feel it—a tearing, a ripping, as if my soul is being pulled apart. It’s painful, excruciating, like someone is carving me open with a dull blade. But I don’t hesitate. I lean closer, pressing my forehead to hers, and let the threads of my essence flow into her. It’s a strange, intimate act, like watching my own blood spill into her veins, but I welcome it. If this is the cost of saving her, I’ll pay it a thousand times over.
Her body jerks beneath me, a faint gasp escaping her lips. A glow begins to emanate from her, soft at first, but growing brighter with each passing second. It’s not just my life force—it’s something more. The darkness around us seems to hesitate, as if sensing a shift in the balance of power. And then, I see it.
Avery’s eyes snap open, glowing with an otherworldly light. Her lips part in a silent roar as she sits up, her hands clawing at the air. The darkness, the very thing that had been our enemy, rushes toward her like a tide drawn to the moon. She doesn’t just absorb it—she consumes it, her body becoming a vortex of shadow and light. It’s fucking beautiful, and terrifying, and I can’t look away.
“Donn,” she says, her voice steady despite the chaos. She turns to me, her face a mask of determination and love. But I can see the cost of her transformation—her eyes, once warm and inviting, now burn with an intensity that makes my heart race. She’s not just Avery anymore. She’s something more, something other.
I try to smile, but my body feels heavy, my limbs like lead. My life force is draining, and I can feel the void tugging at me, eager to claim what’s left of me. “I know you will end this,” I manage to whisper, my voice barely audible. “I love you. Until we meet again.”
Her hand reaches out, brushing my cheek, and for a moment, I feel her warmth, her strength. “I’ll find you,” she promises, her voice a low growl. “No matter where you are, I’ll bring you back.”
And then, I let go.
The darkness swallows me whole, but it’s not the end. Not truly. Because as long as Avery lives, as long as she fights, a part of me remains. I’m in her strength, in her determination, in the very essence of her being. And somewhere, in the depths of this endless void, I wait.
For her.
For the day she’ll find me again.
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