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Devon rolled his eyes at another dog joke. "I'm just aware of my surroundings that's all." he muttered. "And if I'm not known for my temper by now, people need to pay attention. I don't take being ignored lightly." he growled, grinning mischievously.
he chuckled as she continued speaking. He ignored the story comment. There were a hundred different reasons why they were the way they were. They were full of but truth and misconceptions though. "An army of immortal being beyond imagination." he teased. "No human, werewolf, vampire, or whatever else would stand a chance." He ran his fingers down the side of her face gently. "Because there's no way I could not be without you."

Devon thought about that one. Not one to be taken lightly. Plus it was a little unnerving to think about.
"Yes. I would love you even if there was no connection. But I believe it came, because I love you. What other reason could there be for it?" he answered. "And I don't think you need to worry about any of that. I love you. I'm connected to you/ And there will never be anyone else. Now sleep." he chuckled.

Devon lay there, watching her sleep for a little while. It was nice to see her peaceful and relaxed rather than terrified. After awhile, he stared at the ceiling, running his hand threw her hair gently. He was still there when she awoke a couple of hours later.

Devon's lips quirked up in a half smile as she awoke and started her day with another of her endless questions. He didn't mind.
"It's soft, long, beautiful." he murmured with a smile. He looked down, moving his hand from her hair to run his fingers lightly down her face. "You are beautiful. It makes me wonder how I got so lucky." he told her.

Devon laughed and shook his head. "I never would have. And maybe one day you'll see yourself like I do." he said. He turned his face to meet hers, kissing her on the lips briefly.
As he pulled away he grinned. "Time to get up. Just remember to take it easy today."

Devon paused thoughtfully. "Ah yes. One of the scariest moments of my life right?" he said to make sure. "Are you sure you want to hear it now? You don't want to shower, or eat something?"

Devon sighed and sat down. "Alright." He leaned back. "Who know, this could be educational for you. Let's see. I was fifteen. In my rebellious stage. I didn't like being told what to do, I went against most commands. All except my father's. I couldn't disobey those.
"I was cocky too. Challenging people. I really became a problem. Finally I got challenged to a real fight. Too bad it was my father." he said, chuckling at the thought. "I was already a pretty good size for my age. But my dad. Pick black and one of the biggest wolves you've ever seen. He's a perfect calm person, but in wolf form..." he shook his head. "He's absolutely terrifying. He wanted to teach me a lesson. There was no way I could back down. He said it I was man enough to challenge everyone, I should be able to hold my own in a fight."
He looked down at her. "We're werewolves. We still fight for dominance, but never to the death. And my father would never permanently harm me. So... there we were, circling each other. I was growling while my father stalked silently. His piercing yellow eyes boring into mine.... I was scared out of my wits. It made me careless. I attacked and..." he shrugged.