Phoenix Maplewood there seldom is a single wave

Vangard's gaze grew sharp but it retained it's warmth "I coddle no one" he said seriously and smiled "If you have worth, you need a guiding hand to help you grow that, I am that hand. You already proved your worth and that also deserves my respect." He continued to hold her gaze, studying her. She was beautiful and any other man would have been enraptured but not Vangard. He saw her beauty and was oblivious, she was his friend and sure he thought her beautiful but he'd never considered romance. It hadn't quite sank in that they  were chosen to reproduce and that was how they would start his pack anew. Her jest sharpened his gaze and he narrowed his eyes, turning sideways and rippling his muscles, stretching slowly "Oh yes. Years of refined muscle, Definitely repulsive" he said, with full confidence that he would cause a reaction not because she liked him but because who wouldn't swoon?