He had failed, he had failed to keep his wife alive, he had failed at having control as a youngling, he had filed to keep away from Avina which could have kept her from having to leave her pack. And now once he had failed, failed to keep the woman he had a connection with after so long safe. He barely heard Violet say his name as she walked down the stairs, he looked over at her from the corner of his eye as she struggled to breathe, yet another thing he had failed at, being a sire. These were the words that played over and over again in his panicked head as the garlic from outside blocked all of his sense of smell to the point he had to stop breathing. [i]I failed, I failed.[/i] This was the reason Devin was the reason he was never meant to be a leader. When truly panicked he could only think of himself as foolish, and weak, and a failure even if the problem was not his doing.

He didn’t hear Avina come down the stairs over his own thoughts nor even notice her coming up to him, until she moved to stand between him and the door. His face had been blank and guarded, though of course she had been about to see the panic in his eyes through the mask. He started to flinch away slightly as she lifted her arms, only to stop himself, so she could cup his face in her hands. 

Right they were safe in here, they were safe. There was iron on the doors to keep the wolves out. There was ash at the windows, and under the carpet, on the step to keep vampires out. The eyes craved above the doors and windows would keep hags or witches from forcing their way in. And Logan was locked away safe. They were safe! He let his eyes close taking a deep breath before returning the kiss which Avina was placing on his lips. Violet stopping her painful breathing behind him, as he opened his eyes to once more looking at Avina his eyes no longer black but staying a dark gray. Devin was actually starting to calm down and think straight again before Jessie spoke from upstairs.

At first he didn't move from where he stood by the door to go upstairs, it wasn't until he heard the word spell his eyes darkened. Moving to the bottom of the stairs he let out a loud hiss which reached the top at the time he did standing next to Avina. He had missed the smell of blood until he moved away from the door. Now he could see it and smell it, not that he knew the symbol was outside made with garlic. 

When Avina took a step forward as the smell of her magic hit him, it was almost as sickly sweet as the other vampires smelt to him only ten times stronger. His hand reached out to take ahold of Avina’s arm pulling her back towards him as Jessie spoke of her magic. [color=00a99d]“Be careful Avina.”[/color] He said darkly his black eyes not leaving Jessie, or whoever was standing in front of them. Did these wolves not know anything?! No Avina seemed almost as confused as the others were, did they not know about hags? He had thought werewolves were around before the witches made vampires, why it the world would they not know about witches? 

Jessie saying his name made Devin look back over at the witch frowning. That hadn’t been the reason he had planted the garlic to help her, and her thanks didn’t make him feel any better! Instead it made him feel worse. [color=00a99d]“Shut up, hag. That was not my intent.”[/color] He hissed at her angrily, for the first time there was a woman in front of him that he would have be willing to kill. As Avina grabbed his hand he looked back down at her frowning, a clearly angry look still on his face. How could she not know what was going on? She was older than him. His hand returned the grip of hers before pulling her behind him. He knew a lot about witches, he hated them, but knew a lot about them and the farther he could get Avina from her the better. His eyes ran over the red head now in front of them for a moment, before she turned around. Devin looked over at Brice as he talked about the woman being the Marrok’s mate, a look of confusion flashed on his face, why would a witch being mating with wolves. [color=00a99d]“How the hell did you get in my home filthy hag?! The eyes should have kept you and your witchcraft out.”[/color]