Devin was surprised that Avina was an elder? When she started to tell about her change and how she became the leader of her pack. Even though he didn’t know her well, she clearly wasn’t the submissive sort though. The fact her alpha and pack members used her for pain, made him oddly upset. Why would they use her pain? When she started talking about killing the alpha and his followers, he found himself fighting a very unnecessary smile that she was an alpha now. When she apologized he blinked, before returning her smile. She was much more interesting than he had first thought.

[b]“Well I am used to dealing with humans, who keep themselves very covered. For the most part that is.”[/b] He answered smiling with his eyes still closed, as he waited for her to tell him to open his eyes. Though as he did his guard was up, it would be foolish to close his eyes and relax in a place he didn’t know not all. Feeling her hand touch his knee, he opened his eyes and looked over her body in his shirt. It was clearly slightly oversized for her thin body, but it didn’t look that bad on her. Hearing her question and seeing her blush, made a wide smile spread across his face, though she was looking at the tree to the left of him. [b]“I can honestly say that I did, that was the reason I had trouble not looking.”[/b] It wasn’t very often he was actually asked that kind of question, and he probably shouldn’t have answered truthfully, but did it really matter if he did like it? He was happy that the subject was charged as she went back to what she had said before.

The fact that she talked about her wolf form as if it was someone else, was odd to him. How could it be someone else if it shared the same mind, the same emotions? It didn’t seem to make sense to him, when he fought, sure he was calm and his body worked on its own. However his actions were still his. Maybe if he knew more about werewolves it would logical to him, but for now it was strange. [b]“It was a bit of both really. I prefer not to fight women, I was raised…as a human not to. But you would be an h*ll of a fight. Of course you are an elder and I am an second so…”[/b] He answered her smiling, not even most vampires would get up so quickly after being thrown into a tree.

When she closed the gap between the two of them, Devin’s eyes widened and his body tensed up to being stone still. He was used to having his own bubble, to others not getting very close to him; the only one who did get in his bubble was the one in control and it was never a good thing. After she had just talked about her wolf wanting to kill him, the closeness was much tenser than last night. As many years as he had the tattoo, he had forgotten about it really. Until he felt her warm fingers tracing the pattern of the ink, her warm breath on his neck, he wanted to move away from her, yet the thought of away was pushed mind at her question. [b]“It was might to have significant meaning.”[/b] He said frowning deeply at her. 

[b]“My wife drew it a long time ago, it was one of her favorites, she was an artist. I had gotten it for a surprise for her on our first anniversary. But I was attacked and turned on the way home, because it was new, it healed when I changed and it became permanent. Sadly I got her killed by the elder that changed me. He wasn’t strong enough to control me, when I found out killed her after I visited my home, I killed him for what he did and fled here to the states.”[/b] He told her before closing his eyes and shaking his head, if she was able to tell one of her stories to him than he could only do the same for her.

[b]“I was able to stay hidden for about fifty years, before the others found me and brought me to his elder. In our laws she should have just killed me for killing her changeling, but instead I am forced to take his place.”[/b] He answered her before opening his eyes he let out a soft laugh, giving her a fake smile. [b]“Though you didn’t ask that…yes it used to mean something, now it’s a wasted memory.”[/b] He continued before taking a deep breath, Avina still had blood on her hand, it was on his shirt on as well. More importantly under the palm on his chest, the blood was on his skin under his noise.

He hadn’t noticed it was still on her hand until he started breathing again, eyes quickly looking down, and his hand quickly moved to her waist pulling it away from him. It might have been a bit rough when he pushed it away, but he couldn’t help it. She was very lucky that he didn’t bite into it at this point, because it took every bit of control not to. [b]“Avina…I haven’t feed fully in two nights, I’m hungry. You need keep your bloody hand away from me or clean it, before I lose control and bite you. I don’t want to bite you but once you’ve offered it only makes it harder for me.”[/b] He warned her, voice already going gravely. She had offered for him to drain her, to kill her, it made things that much harder. It was like being offered to come in someone’s home, once to was out there, his thirst for her blood didn’t care what he wanted even more so when hungry.