The dark male moved closer, causing Hadley to flinch. He'd come into this place without permission, after all. Hadley really shouldn't be going anywhere without permission. That was how his life was. Everything about him was controlled by another canine. Well, not everything. There were certain things he could choose, like where he slept, and how. Amy had enjoyed breaking him of the illusion that he had that choice, only to grant it back to him, as she found it too bothersome to deal with every night. The fact that it was his choice wasn't something he'd ever take for granted now. The wolf addressing him said there was no need for the apology, relaxing him a little, though he remained super submissive. He didn't want to do anything wrong.
The male stuck out his hand, introducing himself as Tony. The name Jazper meant nothing to the scarred hybrid, having only met one leader, with that single encounter enough to make sure he respected all the members. Hadley didn't want to do anything that could lead to her getting mad. He looked at the outstretched hand uncertainly. With a female he would have kissed it. With a guy, things were a lot less certain. Should he kiss the hand as well? Or was something else expected? Gingerly he reached out, touching the hand lightly before withdrawing, a puzzling look in his eyes.
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