#Chapter81
Imogen
A weak hand curled around my wrist, squeezing it. I froze in my search, focused on Theo's hand. What was I about to do? Tobias gripped my wrist, adding his strength to Theo's but the darkness was stronger as it surged through me. Sparks moved up my arm from their touch, and Tobias and Theo lent me their strength through the bond as I fought against the darkness. They encouraged me to fight against it, to fight for them.
