I awoke to a vicious claw at my neck.

“Shut up, or you die,” came the vicious snarl.

Something struck the back of my head, and blackness sank in.

***

The second time I awoke, I saw red.

Curls to be exact. Red curls. The sight told me everything.

That b*tch kidnapped me!

“Rory.”

My words slurred. I sucked in a breath and tried to clear the fog from my vision.

“Why?”

She snorted.

“Because you’re a danger ...