OOC he needs to stop being such a perfect guy to flirt with
He hadn't been quiet enough. The contemplative female turned, noticing Hadley's presence. Timidly he looked away. The scent was familiar, but sorting through where he had picked up the scent was difficult. It took some time before he remembered, back before Amy truly shattered him, the night he'd spent with the beautiful hybrid before him. She had been kind, and very passionate, though that had ended with both of them in trouble. A smirk flitted across his face at the memory before disappearing back into the abyss.
Hadley nodded his head softly at her question. That was indeed who he was. Sorry for interrupting. His ears pricked slightly at her question before pinning to his skull at her approach. He hadn't done anything wrong he could think of. Wait, he had wandered away from the pack. Maybe she knew that, and was here to punish him for not behaving. It didn't make sense to anyone but the hybrid, full of fear. Remaining submissive he avoided her eyes. Nothing. I'm fine. He wished he still had the courage to touch her.
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