~ Amaris POV ~
The man who bid for me then came on the stage to claim me. I was unable to see his face and the pain that I am going through is something that I can’t express in words.
He is right.
The wounds are not getting healed and the blood started to drip on the floor.
I could sense vampires in this place, but I am not able to see their faces which is making this kind of hard for me.
I thought that I will be able to catch the person who was behind this black market thing, but I could not see him.
“Who is your master?”, I asked him with a pained expression on my face whilst he makes me stand up by grabbing my hair.
Does he think that I will break down just by this?
“You need to try harder if you want to see me in tears”, I told him and he only glared at me with a vexed look
