The fact the werewolf exposed her neck by moving her hair, really wasn’t much help to his thirst. If she hadn’t scraped his chest with her elbow, he probably wouldn’t have noticed it. It gave him the urge to just stop breathing, to lean in and just bite her neck, her actions had seemed like she was trying to tempt him anyway. He shook his head slightly in answer of her question about his kind breathing, though his eyes lingered on her neck. If she had wanted to get his attention, showing her neck was the way to get it. When she told a deep breath he looked back up at her. 

He lifted an eyebrow staring at her until she exhaled. He laughed softly, finding himself relaxing in front her as well. [b]“We didn’t need to breath because the thing humans need oxygen for is dead.”[/b] He explained smiling widely at her as if it was a foolish question. Even if she didn’t know much about vampires, wasn’t it openly known that they were dead? [b]“The first hundred years it actually hurts to breathe. The need for it is more of a state of mind for us.”[/b] He added almost as an afterthought, Devin didn’t think little things like this would hurt to tell her. 

Her comment was confusing to him, how in the world was he interesting to capture her attention? He was boring for the most part. He wasn’t even an elder, having no pull whatsoever. The only reason she was captured by him, was the fact he was a vampire? That was likely a better reason than his reason for being interested in her. The fact that a werewolf was circling him, wasn’t quite ideal, he didn’t like having someone behind him. [b]“Let me put it this way, even if you were offered a meal that seemed perfect quality. If it smelled bad would you continue to eat from it?”[/b] He answered with a shrug, because it was the best he could come up with to explain. She looked at him like he was crazy with the mention of a clan, and Devin couldn’t understand why. Didn’t she have a clan?

[b]“Pack? So you really do run around howling at the moon?”[/b] Devin asked with a grin, finding it funny that part was true. At the words about being right, his smile turned cocky, those words weren’t often said to him, and he was liking the fact he was. As he listened to her talking about her pack, it was interesting that they hunted together. How did they keep from fighting over prey? Vampires were selfish when it came to food, the idea of sharing dying with the rest of them. 

She took Devin’s hand and placed it on her heart, it was a complete surprise. He stared at her wide eyed for a few moments. He hadn’t actually felt a heartbeat without making it weaken, for years. After a moment, his body relaxed as he closed his eyes listening and feeling the healthy beating. At her question he sighed softly and nodded. [b]“Yes, it’s the last thing that stops working.”[/b] He didn’t get to say anything else before there was a howl in the distance and he opened his eyes frowning as she moved. Moving his hand he nodded at her whisper, still frowning. 

He didn’t want her to leave, oddly talking her was amusing. The fact this woman was a werewolf didn’t really matter to him, she had a pulse and looked human, that was enough for him to find the red head appealing. Her tone was so hopeful sounding and it said that he wasn’t the only one that didn’t want her to leave. [b]“Looking forward to it lass.”[/b] He said as she moved past him going to leave. He wouldn’t have time to find another meal now; he would just have to do with what he had gotten. If nothing else he could probably drink from one of the watchers as long as he didn’t kill them. Devin was brought from his thoughts when he heard her stop in the edge of the alley way. 

Turning he looked at her, before moving beside her quickly, his hand brushed her arm smiling before heading the other way from the howl. On the outside of the city there was a small little town, it looked rather kept up, by people who were far from friendly. This place was where his clan rested, most of the people here were watchers, they kept the humans safe from the vampires during the day and vice versa. If one looked close enough they would be able to see bite marks on them. Devin stopped outside the small house he shared with his elder Cadence, taking a deep breath he hoped she was still hunting as he smelt like dog from touching the werewolf.