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30 - Its What He Wants
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2024-10-29 19:42:56~Aleksey’s Point of View~
Felix immediately began looking for Maxim’s scent. You can run, but you can’t fucking hide from a wolf. And he ... damn well can’t hide from me.
Felix tore through the house, roaring and growling with absolute contempt. As we ran past my bedroom door I saw it was closed, it didn’t appear to be touched. I wasn’t getting his scent anywhere near the door. After another five minutes I cleared the house and ran into the back yard. Uncle Viktor approached me.
“He hasn’t left the house, we’re absolutely certain,” he said.
I tipped my head to the side and growled before darting back in. Would he really be stupid enough to hide in the dungeon? Viktor followed me in, likely figuring it out as well. I got to the basement door
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