''Are you ready to head out, brother?'' I asked Collin as I chained him to the other prisoners returning to my pack.
They were all lined up in a row, shackles locked around their wrists, and a silver collar around their necks, burning into their skin, but I only smiled viciously at their pain.
My brother glared at me, but I just lifted his hand and ripped off one of his nails, and I saw pain in his eyes.
''Casey, leave your dog, we have to get going,'' Spencer called out.
I gave Collin one last withering glare before I walked over to Andrew, who was talking to Phoebe.
''Casey.'' She turned to me.
''It's Cassia,'' I corrected, ''What do you want?''
She glanced at Spencer for a second before she handed me a bracelet, ''Spencer asked me to make this for you.''
''This isn't the time f
