Kinsley's P.O.V
I found myself pinned under Conrad's vile form, with his half-shifted claws puncturing the tender flesh at my neck. Tears of frustration and fear streamed downwards, a sob leaving me as I struggled, fighting with every ounce of strength to escape. The pressure at my neck was growing as I fought tirelessly to breathe.
Just as my vision began to blacken, my surroundings were changing, the pressure lightening. I gasped as I looked up to see enchanting eyes staring back at me. Conrad was no longer here. The woman before me radiated an unworldly power as she cradled my head softly within her hands. Her expression soon changed to a gloomy one. My hands flew to my neck as I rubbed at the place where claws had been buried deeply, "Where am I?"
She shrugged, "Wherever you've take
