---- No, she whispered, her voice breaking.


    Im not leaving you.


    The fuck, Alexia! he roared, the fire in his tone masking the crack in his resolve.


    It''s not about me! Your life...


    it has a greater purpose.


    You...


    you aren''t ordinary.


    Just go, dammit!Scout will tell you everything...


    just go right now! Run! Her voice rose, raw and unyielding.


    My life was meaninglessordinaryuntil I met you, Damien! You were rude, cold...


    but you saved me.


    And now that you need me, you expect me to abandon you? You stupid woman! His voice faltered, and his eyes glistened.


    I''ve been bitten.


    I''ll convert T don''t care! she cut him off, her voice fierce and resolute.


    I will fight to save you till myst breath.


    Her tears fell freely now, each dropnding on his face like tiny shards of ss.


    Damien turned away, his grip on the duct loosening.


    The end was close.


    Goodbye, Alex.


    he whispered, his voice barely audible.


    ---- Chapter 462 He closed his eyes, ready to let go ---- Chapter 463 And then A hand gripped his shirt with iron-d resolve.


    You''re not fucking dying on me! Do you hear me? Fight, you bastard! Pull up! Her scream pierced through him, raw and visceral.


    Damiens dead heart stuttered, ring to life at her words.


    Her face was red, her eyes brimming with tage and desperation.


    You told me not to be selfish, she continued, her voice trembling.


    What about you, huh? You want an easy death? Who''s going to fight with me? Who will save everyone else? Her voice cracked.


    [need you! This world needs you, you fucking coward! Her words ignited something in himsomething long ---- buried.


    Hope.


    She was right.


    What the hell was he doing? He couldn''t give up.


    Not now Gritting his teeth, Damien raised his free hand and grabbed the edge of the duct.


    Pain tore through his leg as he kicked at the creature, his bootnding a brutal blow to its eye Come on! Alex urged, her grip on his shirt unwavering.


    With a guttural roar, Damien pushed himself upward, his muscles straining as he fought against the weight of despair.


    Alex pulled with all her strength, her determination fueling his own.


    Slowly, agonizingly, he hauled himself back into the duct.