Page 184 of Dark Haven Omegaverse

There was no time for me to answer as Askaal stepped forward. “I guess we have our next volunteer.”

He was in front of Drake before I could even blink. I was shifted closer again, forced to watch as he slid the blade across his throat so his head fell back at a sickening angle. The wounddidn’t bleed like Roman’s, he simply turned to ash the moment his life was taken.

His humanity was officially gone. Would he even be reborn?

My screams turned into haunting wails. I was cold and hot at the same time, my heart so shattered it felt like someone had cracked open my chest and ripped my heart straight from it.

Kol’s roar of anger was so intense I was shocked the other gargoyles hadn’t joined us. Though seeing the power displayed from our two tormentors, I doubted anyone could hear what was happening but us. They were monsters, not careless.

There was no fanfare as he walked to Kol. I hoped against hope that the blade wouldn’t be able to cut through his thick skin.

That thought was short-lived.

Askaal met my gaze as he sliced off Kol’s wings, one by one. My mate never looked away from me, refusing to lose a moment we had left together. The horrifying roars from Kol were hard to hear. I only wanted his pain to end.

The moment he slammed the blade into Kol’s chest, he took the last of my men from me, breaking me forever.

Just as the demons, my gargoyle was nothing but dust.

There was no coming back from this. Even if I survived, I wouldn’t go on without them. This memory would haunt me until the end of my life.

“Unbind her,” the warden commanded Gravik. The weight lifted off of me, and I could move again. Instead of fighting, I ran toward Roman, the only body that remained. He was slumped to the ground in a bloody heap. I rolled him over, crying harder at the sight of life completely drained from his eyes.

I never even got a chance to tell Hiro goodbye.

“No,” I sobbed as I pulled him into my arms, holding him close and whispering all the things he’d never get the chance to hear. “I’m so sorry, Roman, you and Hiro deserved so muchbetter than this. It’s my fault, I should have run away, kept this from getting this far.”

“Come face your death like a real champion of Helheim.”

A cold numbness took me over at his words and I bent down, brushing a kiss on Roman’s forehead before gently laying him on the ground.

I rose to my feet, walking toward the warden with my dagger clutched in my hand. I’d only taken a few steps when a flash of red hair caught my attention.

Loki sat on top of the gazebo. I didn’t turn his way. He may help me yet, and I wasn’t going to draw attention to him.

“Someone needs to send my mates’ bodies to Helheim, to give them back to me,” I ordered.

A flash of red disappeared, and I prayed that Roman’s body went along with it.

If anyone could change the tides of this war it would be Loki. He didn’t serve Hel, just himself. He peddled in favors and saving my men meant I’d owe him my entire soul.

For them, I’d give it willingly.

I’d have to put my faith in the God of Chaos. Honestly, it was fitting for the life I’d led.

“I never claimed to be a warrior. But if you want my life, then come and take it, I give it willingly. Face me, stand close to me and watch the life drain from my eyes like you’ve done to so many others. I want you to see the moment you realize you’ve fucked up.”

He smirked, every ounce of arrogance he possessed forcing him to move closer to me. He held his weapon at his side, no long speeches in store for me. His expression was full of sick joy, his mask tossed aside now. He thought all of his dreams were coming true.

I was using it to my advantage. This was my last chance to finish this the way I chose.

Both of the high demons were oblivious, laughing at my hoarse demands. He thought he had truly won.

“Now,” Gravik demanded. He was done with the fanfare.

Just as Askaal flexed his arm to strike, blade aiming for my chest, I slammed my dagger forward, burying it to the hilt in his.

It sliced easily through his chest, but I was too slow, his weapon already in motion, stabbing me in the heart.

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