Into The Abyss

Chapter 13

Into The Abyss

Fiona's POV

The darkness crashed over me like a tidal wave, pulling me under so fast, I couldn't breathe. My senses were overwhelmed—suffocating, thick, cold. It was as if the very air had turned solid, trapping me in an unrelenting void. My wolf, once snarling and defiant, was silent now, retreating into the depths of my mind where even she couldn’t fight against this force.

I grasped desperately for something—anything—solid, anything familiar, but all I felt was the pulsing rhythm of the shadows around me. There was no ground beneath me, no air to fill my lungs. Only the pressing weight of dark magic that tightened around my chest like a noose.

But then, through the crushing blackness, I felt it—a spark. Small, faint, but unmistakably Quinton.

His presence flared in my mind, a pulse of warmth amid the icy void, and I clung to it with everything I had. I could feel him, barely there but still alive, fighting beneath the layers of darkness that had swallowe