Devin was tricked, smelling blood he  had come down from his tree worried that she was actually hurt. Though as he realized the blood was only coming from her nose, she whimpered once again, turning to look back at him.  Unfortunately even he wasn't quick enough to jerk away, before she grabbed ahold of his arm biting all the way through the muscle and bone. The pain was excruciating and nothing like he was used to, and even he wasn't able to stop from crying out a little. He was used to being throw and sometimes bitten, but not to this extreme. 

Devin's hands went to the werewolf's mouth as she growled at him, trying to pull his arm out of her locked jaw. Only to be thrown against the soild bark of the same tree he had just come down from. He didn't notice the sound echoing through the clearing. All he noticed was the sound and feeling of not only the bones in his back breaking, but of the bones in his arm breaking, the skin being ripped more as his arm bent. Slowly he let his body slide down the trunk, bones starting to pop back in place. Only for the wolf to pull him away, and throw him against once more and breaking the bones again, his arm was now broken in two places as it couldn't heal and was starting to go numb. There was no doubt that if he were still alive, he would be dead by now. 

His bones didn't even have time to heal, before she started shaking him. [color=00a99d]"Enough."[/color] He whispered pain in his voice hoping that she would just take the win or at least let go of his arm. Dropping to the ground he gripped his arm even as Avina stood over him, the numbness going away as the bones started mending. His eyes stayed closed as he laid there, even as Avina's jaw stayed open near his throat, simply because he knew she would not kill him. It wasn't until she growled and a strange feeling washed over him that he opened his black eyes looking up at her.

He wasn't sure what she was trying to do to him. But it wasn't a welcomed feeling, almost as if he felt suddenly weaker, it felt like every ounce of control was being taken away from him. He had only heard of this feeling from the others, being dominated, he had never felt it himself. He never wanted to either, hissing loudly, he lifted his unbroken arm and tried pushing on her chest to get her off. [color=00a99d]"Avina stop."[/color] He said angrily his tone turning gravelly as it had been the first time they met. 

Slowly as she continued his eyes started to fade first to their normal gray, until finally turning to white. His hand stopped trying to push her away and he let out a quiet whimper, his breathing turning to normal. Avina might have won the fight, but in doing so she also happened upon one of Devin's fears. Even as Avina let him up, Devin laid there for a moment, still trying to wrap his mind around being made submit. [color=00a99d]"What did you do?"[/color] He spoke his voice eerily calm still lying on the ground, it was a rhetorical question though, and he quickly got up despite the pain not giving her a chance to answer it, rather she had changed back or not. [color=00a99d]“You shouldn’t have done that! It isn’t…I haven’t ever….”[/color] He started the fear in his voice showing before he stopped rubbing his hand down his face. She clearly didn’t know just how wrong what she had just done was, but that didn't change the fact right now he just felt like screaming at her. [color=00a99d]“I…need to go block our scent, I’ll be back before daylight.”[/color] He finished, his tone guarded before turning at leaving her. Devin just needed to get away from her for a few moments, in order to clear his mind now clouded by her.