A groan escaped the males mouth. The last thing he remember was a familiar face before him and a fist headed for his face. The only explanation of what had happened was that he had been knocked out. More importantly where was he. Little did he know he had was bond while he was unconscious to ensure he stayed put. His eyes widened as he tried to move his hand but was stopped by the binding. ‘Did he take me somewhere?’ he thought to himself.