Her response to his greeting was more than warm. Inviting the large man inside Jaxxon nodded in thanks and lifted the brown groundhog pelt in his jowls delicately. As he lifted his head the man slipped himself inside her shadows. Honeyed eyes glanced over her pregnant form with a hint of anxiety dancing in them as he smiled nervously around the skin in his mouth. Placing the pelt at her paws the Huntsman came to lay beside her, his eyes lingering on the skin piece, keeping an inch of two between them for her comfort.

He didn't know where she wanted him placed, against her body or just close enough for comfort, but he played it safe and kept himself within the proximity of her body heat, inches away from mingling fur, but far enough away that she could easily shift away for more space.

The female questioned if he came alone and Jaxxon nodded. I wouldn't bring anybody to your home without you meeting them first... And as far as I have heard you haven't met many of my wolves yet... Jaxxon murmured, finally turning his gaze to meet her own. Poison seeped into the honey as he melted into her viridescent pools. I brought you this... Jaxx murmured softly to her as he nudged the pelt towards her with his brown nose, his eyes never leaving her own as the man bent his head in front of her, For the birth... For the babies... He near whispered, his voice a hushed breath from his ocher lips.

Jaxxon might have been terrified for the future of Azalea and their babies but he was a devoted father. He wanted to do better for his babies than just "being there" like he was last time. Whether or not they were illegitimate or not that didn't matter. What mattered was they came from him and it was his job to protect them and their mother. He was currently in a drunken state of confusion. He wanted to protect them and provide for the and be there for them... But he knew what their future might hold...