Devin was too distracted by Logan to notice that Avina had left the room, he was basically fighting in a human way with his grandson. When the wolf changeling spoke, Devin looked over at her, and realized that she had left. He looked around for a moment before looking back at the girl and nodding that it was the reason he was so protective over Logan. Logan and his sister were the last two humans left in his family, therefore he had to protect the bloodline. [b]“I can be sure because my Elder does not know that he is alive. She believes my creator killed all of my family.”[/b] Devin answered her, his voice was soft as Logan took the key from around his neck and put it in Devin’s hand.

Around the time Logan started to step away, Avina and her male pack member returned to the living room hallway. Smelling the burnt flesh Devin’s turned to look at the two confused, pressing his back against the wall so no one could get behind him. The changeling jumped up going over to the male and asking what happened to him. When he said something about iron Devin rolled his eyes sighing. 

[b]“What does iron have to do with anything? Vampires aren’t harmed by iron.”[/b] Logan said completely confused by what was going on, he knew all of the things that harmed vampires, such was his job as watcher. Iron wasn’t one of them. Devin looked at him and shook his head. [b]“They aren’t vam…”[/b] He started to explain before he was cut off by being excused of trapping the werewolves there. Opening his mouth to respond to being excused, he saw the step took towards him then the yellow eyes. 

Quickly he pushed away from the wall, eyes turning black and taking a step towards Brice himself. Even if this wolf was with Avina, Devin sure wouldn’t allow him to attack without putting a fight, he was second in command, he was used to changelings and others fighting for that place. [b]“I am not trapping you here. The iron is for Logan’s safety from your kind. There are even wood ashes in the window frames to keep out vampires other than me.”[/b] He responded, voice going gravely and dripping with hatred. He pointed above each the windows that had an eye craved into the wood, to keep out witches. Devin had built this house and all of the others to keep his family safe, not for werewolves to stay in. He wouldn’t even be staying in the top half himself. [b]“You will excuse me if I didn’t plan on you touching the iron. Moron!”[/b] 

Logan frowned watching the fight that seemed like it was about to happen before sighing and going into the room across from Devin, making sure to keep his arms to the side and move slowly so he didn’t seem a threat. Quickly he looked through the drawers looking for a first-aid kit that he kept around here somewhere, not that he was the neatest person. Meanwhile Devin kept his stance firmly, pushed away from the wall slightly crouching ready to defend himself, and his back towards the direction that Logan was in the room behind him. 

He looked over at Avina slightly hurt that she would think he wished to trap her or her pack here. After all she wasn’t the only person he worked strongly to protect. [b]“Our way out of the house is through the hidden doors in the basement, to the fields behind. Avina if your……[i]pack member[/i] doesn’t like being in the houses I built. He can sleep outside in the woods with the other animals for all I care.”[/b] He said angrily, before his glare returned to Brice. The other reason Devin brought them here with him in the first place was because Avina had wanted him, he didn’t care in the lest for her male member, though he wouldn’t throw out the female. And though his words were harsh, it was only out of the anger he felt.

Around then was when Logan returned a large first-aid under his one arm, an ice pack and bottle of alcohol in his other hand. Dropping them loudly on the coffee table in front of him, and turning to the people he had invited into his home with crossed arms. [b]“Once you two lads are done fighting in My home. Which is [i]sooo[/i] kind of you by the way! Here’s something to clean yourselves up with.”[/b] He said loudly before flopping down on his couch with Violet who was watching quietly with a soft smile because she knew that wasn't needed, if she was than her Elder would clearly tell her.