For almost seven centuries Konrad has lived on this Earth and has seen a lot of different things in his lifetime. From demons to witches, he was no stranger to dark magic and things being able to regenerate. However, he has never heard of a human regenerating, and she definitely was human; the scent of her blood proved that to him. The girl could obviously feel pain as well so she was not something that was powerful enough not to. This was something new to him and he could not help but wonder just what the hell was going on. Had the humans really decided to retaliate after all by sending him this? Was she some witch that was going to kill him if he did not act fast and kill her right here? He really was not sure what to make of it and his pack seemed even more confused than he was with the situation. Sending her back to the village or killing her here was not an option. He had to turn her and keep her for himself, make her a member of this pack.<br/><br/>â€œ<span style="font-style: italic">Vielleicht ist sie eine Art von Feuer Engel</span>?â€ He wondered more to himself than anyone. She had to be something; perhaps a fire angel was exactly what she was and was a complete idiot for not seeing it. His urge to keep her was growing.<br/><br/>Somehow he was not convinced that she was just as ignorant as he was. This was her body being damaged and miraculously repair, not his, he reminded himself as he rubbed the back of his hand where the flames had touched him. Burns by fire or silver would not heal as fast as he would like, taking at least a few hours at most to heal completely. Luckily there were not going to be any scars from what he could tell. He has enough battle scars covering his body, though since he was wearing clothes and it was dark out nobody would really notice it too much other than the large scar on his face. He was certainly not a charming man when it came to looks, despite that almost dreamy voice of his that being said. Unfortunately he has lost most of his charm but that didnâ€™t mean he was not an attractive man to those unaware of the beast living inside of him. He had to lure people into his trap somehow after all.<br/><br/>Looking to a few of his pack members, including his son, the man who just came back, â€œI will need a few wolves to go hunting tonight. Apparently this girl has a special power, and Iâ€™m interested in that power,â€ he dared to break the tradition that has kept â€˜peaceâ€™ between the town and his pack for centuries. Just as Konrad expected his pack was not happy about it at all. But as soon as the growls of protest began the Alpha quickly addressed them with a glare that dared them to strike him, knowing that they would fall back in line. When a few of them did not and decided to act out, he made quick work of them, showing the rest of the pack that he was not to be tested. He has not been the Alpha of this pack for so long for no reason, after all. As unforgiving ad he could be, he did know how to keep a firm grasp on things and not allow it all to fall apart. He was starting to wonder about that now having dared to break this centuries old tradition.<br/><br/>But this girl was about to be his. He was going to claim her himself, or better yet, after he turned her he could have her mate, then he would have a few wolves in his pack with her powers. Werewolves already regenerated much quicker than a human cold ever dream but with those powers in a bloodlineâ€¦ it would create something more. It would be like an evolution! The more he thought about the possibilities the more he was coming to like the idea. If he could do that then he truly would be invincible, his pack would reign supreme.<br/><br/>Konrad shot a glance at the sky after a few of his wolves ran off to go hunting, he would have joined in the hunt but he had to watch the girl, frowning when he noticed it was not a full moon. Oh well. He would just have to keep her around until the next full moon, and then he would make her a werewolf. Turning his attention back to the girl, he brushed her check with the back of his hand, smiling at her, â€œLooks like you really are the one to break tradition. This is a special day,â€ he said then started to remove her from the structure. Throwing her over his shoulder again he brought her back to the cave where she had been tired up originally. The fire still burned outside and probably would for the rest of the night. â€œWelcome to your new home. Once the full moon hits, you will find it a lot more comfortable,<span style="font-style: italic"> MÃ¤dchen</span>,â€ he brushed her hair out of her face again.