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Dragol´s pov I sit hunched over. My ass are starting to ache, from sitting like this so long I have. Don´t forget what I sit on. The hard surface of Jacob´s truck´s flatbed. The music that are blasted from the speakers, are the s**t that are made today. I try my very best to not get a headache from it. A small turn of my head and I look inside of the truck cabin. Jacob are driving. Talking to Jackson. They had invited Eric to come along. But he had no time to spare for a boys weekend. I shake my head. I just had to talk to Jacob about hunting grounds. As I was living on his pack´s land, I had to get permission from Jacob. Just remembering it made me sigh. ------------------------- Yesterday noon. My steps are leading me north, to the town. I had been to the farm in the south talking to
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