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Cassy fell forward as a burning sensation filled her up. She writhed, lunging for him. She was yanked back by the male holding on to the rope around her like it was some leash.

Growling, she jutted forward, pulling the rope out of the male's grasp. The male grunted, going after her but Cassy did not care that she looked like a ragged animal. She didn't care that she was ripping her skin by pulling back on the ropes. She didn't care that someone was pulling her hair from behind, trying to take her away from him.

Her world, her life was reduced to Lino's form that was writhing in pain.

Against the pull of three men, she reached her mate's side and leaned over him.

A tear dropped on his cheek and her lips trembled as she watched him breath hard, holding his hand to the gash to prevent blood loss.

"It'll heal," Cassy cried, nodding amidst sobs. "It'll heal, Lino."

He coughed slightly...and Cassy's breath hitched when she saw the blood on his lips. "Won't," he gritt