Devin hadn’t planned on actually fighting would he entered the woods, let alone fighting the red head. He had nothing at all to do with what happened to the werewolf last night, in fact before then he thought werewolves were mostly just a joke. The stories he had heard clearly weren’t true. He hadn’t even known what had happened, nor the reason for the whole reason the mutt had been killed. If he had wanted to be the death of someone, he would have just drained her when he had the chance. 

The woods were quite peaceful and quiet, it was strange in comparison to the loud overcrowded city that he and his kind were used to. Instead of people there were animals running through the woods, in the long run this was no place for vampires. If they were to live here, it would probably be the death of them. The lack of food would cause them to be weak, and unable to defend themselves. Devin didn’t even notice the smell of wet mutt that was close to him, when the smell hit him it did so literarily. 

Just as he caught the smell the large red wolf jumped on top of him, and he was unable to more out of the way in time. It landing with its front paws on his chest and back ones on his thighs, Devin should have been scared to be trapped on the ground under this large animal. However he wasn’t, in fact he was more surprised and annoyed than anything else, and wasn’t the first time a woman had been him on the ground. 

The wolf was after all clearly a female, which was even more annoying, he very much preferred to fight males rather than females. Though he had no clue that who he actually had on top of him was the person he was looking for. Has the wolf snarled Devin clutched his teeth letting out a sigh, his own fangs starting to grow against his lips. He really, really didn’t want to fight this she wolf. It wasn’t until the wolf went for his throat that he was forced to react, more for the ability to live than an actually want. His take out a loud hiss, showing his own teeth as his hand went to the fur on the back of the wolf’s throat. Vampires might not be the powerhouses that wolves clearly were, but they had the speed that made their attacks seem stronger. Quickly he threw the wolf off of his body aiming its body at a tree a few feet away. Quickly he stood up dusting himself off, and looked back at the wolf, with pitch black eyes. 

He knew that the lack of food the last two days would make him weaker. It seemed smarter to protect himself until the she wolf was wore down. Then…..if it was really needed….he would have to force himself to kill it for attacking him. [b]“I had nothing to do with what happened.”[/b] He said loudly with an emotionless and gravely tone, as he waited for the she wolf to come close enough to attack her or protect himself.