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"Where are we going?", I asks as his hand tightens around my wrist. He growls in response and I decide to just stop asking. I've tried making conversation but it's just the same answer. A simple low growl, probably a warning or something but I'm not really worried. If he wanted to kill me he would've done it by now. He's tall, looks buff but that could be the thick coat he's wearing. He has wavy brown hair a little past his jawline. I've never seen him before, so how he found me was interesting.