**Elizabeth's POV**

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I ran as fast as I could toward the old house, not caring if anyone noticed me.

Standing in the doorway, I pushed it open with a ragged breath.

The Winged Wolf was unexpectedly not in bed. I looked around the house, but there was no sign of him.

Did he leave?

I stepped over the threshold and was about to examine it when the Winged Wolf suddenly jumped out of nowhere from around the corner and pinned me against the door.

I was scared, but I soon calmed down.

"Who are you? What's your name?" Before he said anything, I went straight to the question I...