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His ears pricked as Selene apologized. Why would she do that? He was the one that had hurt her. Gently he wrapped an arm around her, soft in case she pushed him away. He didn't know what to do, how to apologize. Hadley had promised not to hurt her, but he was pretty sure he'd done just that. The memories of last night were hazy. While he remembered having sex, Hadley couldn't remember whether or not he'd hurt Selene in the process. Don't.
Selene slipped away, walking around the small room. His soft eyes watched her worriedly, concerned that she would leave and never come back. The hybrid palmed the heart stone that had been given as a gift, sending an ache through his body. He didn't know what to do. Hadley cared for her deeply, but didn't know how to show it. Hearing her question Hadley looked at the ground, pondering. It wasn't something he'd been asked before. Pack mates? Mistress and slave? Room mates? He didn't think it was possible for them to be friends, with how low level he was.
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