Danny can smell him even before he steps inside the garage. He’s not met another one since he came to Hawaii, he was beginning to think he was the only one of his kind on the island, and it’s better that way usually, easier to hide what he is if he’s alone. But this scent is unmistakeable: a male, in his prime unless Danny’s nose is mistaken, and it rarely is, and Danny feels his blood quicken as he pulls his gun and steps inside.
The guy is tall, dark and lean, and oh yes, Danny’s not wrong, in his prime. His body language screams ‘alpha’, and that’s going to be interesting, because Danny’s not exactly used to not being top dog either, and is this island really going to be big enough for the both of them come the next full moon?
He gives no sign of knowing what Danny is, but there’s no way he doesn’t know, no way he can’t smell it on Danny the way Danny’s smelling it on him, there’s no mistaking it. The confrontation is pure alpha, the two of them prowling round one another, hackles raised, and by the time McGarrett leaves with the box and control of the case, Danny’s seriously pissed. Strike one to McGarrett, but Danny’s not one to roll over and play dead. This doesn’t end here.
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First contact
Date: 2011-10-31 11:32 am (UTC)First contact
Danny can smell him even before he steps inside the garage. He’s not met another one since he came to Hawaii, he was beginning to think he was the only one of his kind on the island, and it’s better that way usually, easier to hide what he is if he’s alone. But this scent is unmistakeable: a male, in his prime unless Danny’s nose is mistaken, and it rarely is, and Danny feels his blood quicken as he pulls his gun and steps inside.
The guy is tall, dark and lean, and oh yes, Danny’s not wrong, in his prime. His body language screams ‘alpha’, and that’s going to be interesting, because Danny’s not exactly used to not being top dog either, and is this island really going to be big enough for the both of them come the next full moon?
He gives no sign of knowing what Danny is, but there’s no way he doesn’t know, no way he can’t smell it on Danny the way Danny’s smelling it on him, there’s no mistaking it. The confrontation is pure alpha, the two of them prowling round one another, hackles raised, and by the time McGarrett leaves with the box and control of the case, Danny’s seriously pissed. Strike one to McGarrett, but Danny’s not one to roll over and play dead. This doesn’t end here.