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The Competition

           Volkan's pov

"Dammit!"

I curse, trying to send her a mindlink again. To have her again block me.

I swear Thora, I will not leave you easily once I get my hands on you. You were to report to me...tell me if you were fine. And here we are with no mindlink since last 3 hrs.

Where are you dammit!

Pulling over the cloak over my head, I hold in my breath as I hear a hunter's footsteps behind me.

To only look up at a tree,and climb on it. Adjusting my weight on a branch and leaning on it.

From up here, the view of the hunters tent was easily visible.

The bastards were having a celebration it seems.

With a big bonfire in the centre and men sitting around. Partying.

The person goes by unable to trace me. And I thought of coming down when I get a whiff of her scent. Making

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Pamela
I like everyone but volkan he deserve char. Please let thora end up with a kind sweet mate x
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Rebecca Weaver
he doesnt want her but no one can touch her. he needs to man up. U can't have it both ways bro. she better not take him back
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LennyDee
You did this to yourself Volkan.
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