13 ~ The Snake Scales

Ryan POV

My heart ached to look at her. Her body bathed in blood, her mouth spitting it and her heartbeat unresponsive.

I didn't know but a painful wave ran through my body as if someone had torn my heart inside the skin.

My eyes froze open glaring at her closed one. Her face turned pale, slightly blue in color. The nerves turned visible as her skin was losing its glow.

My hands shivered and with the trembling state, my fingers touched her skin.

"Cassandra,"

I called.

My voice was fearful even for me.

I looked at the people around us and they took a step back in fear.

“What the hell do you do to her?” I asked, looking at the Slave Master.

He shivered and sat beside also touching her neck as if he was feeling her nerves.

“Save her,”

I commanded.

“If you fail to do so, see your death,”

My eyes burned with anger. She was my last hope of survival, my last hope of winning, and my las