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William told Hadrian that he agreed he could be an advisor to him. Hadrian fist pounded the table in delight. ”You see. I knew you would say yes.” He said smiling to himself. He loved when people agreed with him. The man then told him how he was naturally brave and had survived encounters with werewolves only armed with a wand. Hadrian nodded. That’s what he wanted to hear. Someone that wasn’t afraid of the obstacles in their path. The hardest roads to travel always had the most desirable destinations. William then told Hadrian that he’d have to trust his judgement as well as his own. Hadrian scoffed a bit with a little dry chuckle, ”I always trust my judgement” But then William asked if he could trust a man he barely knew to tell him things he may not want to hear. Hadrian thought about it for a short moment before responding. ”I trust in the fact that you have a perspective different than my own… and those of my peers. You can’t put price on perspective if it’s something you’ve been blind to all along. But, to be clear, William” he said dropping the formalities ”I won’t put all my trust in you right away of course. I won’t divulge all my secrets and plans just like that. I will slowly let you into my fold and see how it goes… if you can match the potential I believe you have… then we might have something great. However, if you betray me in any way you will rue the day you sat at this table with lies hissing though your fangs” His face was completely serious to see how William would react to his intimidating gaze. Hadrian then laughed breaking whatever tension there may have been.

Hadrian listened to William request to continue on a certain all secretive pursuit of his. Hadrian could tell that the man wanted a bit of privacy before divulging his personal activities with him. Hadrian took out his wand and made the area around their table soundproof from prying ears. Hadrian was known for being a werewolf but not many were fully aware of his excellent spell craft as well. ”I see… and what pursuit would this?” he asked eyebrow raised, curious of what the man would say next.

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Hadrian took his wolf business very seriously. He was very determined to build something great for those who shared his blessed fate. The destiny of a wolf. Hadrian didn’t want to just build something that would topple over with the first breath of wind. He wanted something that would last, something that was strong, something they could be proud of many years from now. Hadrian also wanted to build something that would separate him from his father. He wanted everyone to know how ambitious, grand and more positive his goals were compared to anything his father could’ve ever envisioned.

Hadrian knew of this man… Mr. William Charles. He had unique skill sets he thought would be beneficial to have in his pack. Brains. Wit. etc. His father had added a bunch of mindless dummies to their breed. It wasn’t very helpful. In fact it was the exact opposite. Sure he could use them as man-power… but what good was power if it had no direction? That’s how he thought it. Hadrian was much more calculating than his father had ever been. Hadrian planned things out, thought things through, he planned for the future. His father just ran around like the crazy fool he was just biting anything that moved. His father had been nothing to his people… his werewolves besides something that caused havoc in an already chaotic world.

Hadrian entered the Hog’s Head right on time. His timing was almost too perfect. He wasn’t alone though. He brought with him five other werewolves, most of which he called his ‘guards’. The stronger, smarter, most reliable of those he had among his following so far. Hadrian didn’t bring them to show off or cause Mr. Charles to feel uncomfortable. He brought them because they were his entourage, his pack… they followed him almost everywhere. It was just how it was. Most wolves liked to stay in groups. Hadrian was more of a lone wolf than the rest of them so he ordered them away many times to give himself space, but today he didn’t see anything wrong with them coming.

When Hadrian and the group came in, he ushered them to the other side of the pub. He didn’t like snoops. He didn’t want them to know everything that went on between him and those he met with it. It wasn’t because he didn’t trust them… but because he liked to be in control. He liked to have all the cards in his hand. He liked to remain a bit of mystery and not have everyone know every step of his plans.

Hadrian grunted in greeting to Mr. Charles. He then grabbed a chair and sat in it. His legs were spread pretty wide, his way of subconsciously claiming is space and showing his dominance. He made a rumble of a chuckle and extended his hand ”Mr. Charles. It’s very good to finally be seeing you in person.” He then rubbed his chin and slapped the table excitedly and made a smile ”So you will join my pack then” he said. It wasn’t a question, but more of a statement. He didn’t think there was much to discuss. He saw this as the man accepting his proposition.

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Hadrian arrived in the fireplace just in time to hear his father’s voice threatening Ana in the kitchen. He moved quickly. He was determined to get between his father and his fiancé. When his father had first forced them into the relationship, Hadrian had resented the man for it. He had ruined his single life … of parties… and women. But now, it seemed to be one of the few things he was grateful to the man for. When Hadrian had first met Ana things had been rough. It didn’t seem like it would ever get better. But by some miracle it had. Hadrian didn’t just care about her, he was madly in love with her… it was deep, it was real and it was completely unexpected. She was his moon. He was her sun and stars. There loved now seemed like something that was always meant to be. Even though they had been pulled together in a horribly twisted way, it had all worked out. So they thought…

Fenrir wanted Ana to become a werewolf. It was only fitting that his son would marry another werewolf. Hadrian too had originally wished Ana to be bitten. He never pictured himself with just a witch. Ana was anything but just a witch to him now. She was his everything. He had always thought being a werewolf was a gift if it was your destiny to have. However, after being with Ana and learning about how she felt about things, his eyes were being opened… not everyone wanted to be a werewolf. It was a bit of shocker but he was now starting to understand it better. Either way, it was something Ana was comfortable with. It wasn’t what she wanted for herself or for her life. Hadrian would never want to do anything that would upset her. He would always protect her from her fears until the end.

Hadrian pushed past his father and realized that he had his fingers around her neck. Hadrian eyes bulged with anger. How dare he touch Ana… in that way… or at all. It disgusted him. Hadrian forced his father to let go of her. He quickly pulled Ana close to him, gently touching her chin, looking in her in the eyes to reassure her before focusing back on his father. ”Why are you here Fenrir. I don’t recall inviting you over” he scoffed. His relationship with his father had been getting more stressed and tensed over the past few years and had definitely become rough after the engagement. He let go of Ana, pushing her just behind him. He was like a rock wall in-between the two. His pose was an aggressive/defensive one. He was willing to do anything to protect Ana.

TO W.G.

Charles,
Perhaps you are right. Perhaps we should meet in person so you can see who I am really am... and what I stand for. The Hog's Head would be a good location to meet. I will meet you there tomorrow night at 9pm sharp.

Until then,
x Hadrian Greyback

TO W.G.

Charles,

It’s not that my information is outdated or that my informant is incompetent… I have a lot more pressing matters than sending owls to a Hogwarts Profesor. But, I think it’s time you’ve joined a pack. My pack. Not my father’s pack. I have a mission that is much different than his. My father has given me much in this world but I want something more. He wants to suck up to the death eaters and be their little pet. I don’t care much for death eaters and their ways. I’m not about to kiss their asses or do trick for them either. I want to build a werewolf empire. Something that we can be proud of. An empire where werewolves unite and are seen for their power and their strength.


x Hadrian Greyback