Eighty-Three

Bryony’s POV

Dorian’s grip on my wrist made me realise what I was about to do. Giving Darius enough time to reach me. Darius gripping my wrist along with him but, the darkness was stronger as it surged through me. Sparks moving up my arm from their touch, and I could feel Darius and Dorian lending me their strength through the bond as I fought against the darkness. Encouraging me to fight against