A chill shot through his spine. Bolting up from the bed he looked around wildly. What was that? Something was close, he knew it. Shivering with fear he left the room. He didn't see Isa around. Perhaps she had stepped out for a moment? He wished she was there. Her presence gave him courage. He wandered out into the woods, letting the feeling of being secure in the pack wash over him again. It worked, until a chilling howl reached him. It was just on the edge of his hearing, a far distance from where he was. Hadley's ears were trained for this call though, and could hear it. He knew that voice, heard it in his nightmares. The demon had come for him.
He moved towards it, feet dragged. There was no way to avoid answering. Running was pointless. She would find him. It would be worse if he resisted. Hadley had tried that, the pain only getting worse when he did so. Perhaps if he listened, she wouldn't hurt him as badly. The scarred male paused at the borders, wishing to stay where it was safe. The call still rang in his mind though, summoning his presence. Hadley continued over the lands, leaving the pack far behind him as he traveled. He reached a clearing, looking to see the blond angel, the demon that would never leave him, standing with a cold smile.
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