Loretta was honestly as stunned and confused as any of these wolves were. She didn't know a thing about any of this, or why it was happening. All she knew was that she was not any kind of witch or sorceress or anything. Being even thought suspicious of such was enough for the town to kill someone. She'd heard many times over her life of witches being killed, ones that she believed were human. How was she to know what it was like to have such powers? This had never come about before after all. "This h-hasn't happened in the past though, alpha. I was normal and when I was hurt I healed as such." She was mostly speaking to herself, but knew the alpha werewolf could hear her; though barely over the roaring flames that still blazed around them both. 'This must be some terrible nightmare. The wolves hadn't come for me yet, I'm still back at the town, asleep. This can't be real.'<br/><br/>When he spoke again in that thick accent, obviously a language Loretta did not know, she wondered what he was saying. But thought it best to keep silent before she began to annoy him. Then again, hadn't she been prepared for death? Wasn't she still awaiting it? Or was this whole thing going to change it? She was just another sacrifice to him, wasn't she? But then again, why would he take so much interest in this power of hers.... unless he wanted it for himself. 'I only wonder what he plans to do with me, if he decided I am not worthy of being eaten as dinner.' The girl thought, warily looking over towards the alpha, then around at the other wolves. Loretta could see them through the flames, their eyes still trained on her like they were going to jump the fire and tear her to pieces then and there. They didn't want to wait. But why was their leader holding them back?<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">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€</span><br/><br/>'And what makes you think you can just take this power that I may possess?' Loretta thought, though slightly fearful of what her fate might be now. This power of hers can't just be taken from her by death, so what else... She brushed ideas out of her mind, not wanting to imagine how she could end up. Loretta guessed the wolves would think she'd be happy, being able to live and all. But if that meant suffering further, then she'd much rather be dead. This uncertain path she was about to be forced down was much darker than the one she was willingly taken the moment she gave her life in return for her sister's. Could this be fate smiling upon her though? Unlikely, but possible perhaps. Aveline would have been killed, but Loretta survived this ordeal. Barely, but she did. However, she highly doubted these werewolves were just going to let her go running off back to the town and live happily ever after. This is not a storybook, there would be no knight in shining armor. She was surrounded by dragons... metaphorically speaking, of course.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">â€œLooks like you really are the one to break tradition. This is a special day.â€</span><br/><br/>Loretta turned her gaze back to the alpha wolf as he returned his attention to her. She didn't winced away from his touch, nor resist against him. Her dark eyes glistened with awaiting patience to find out her true fate, as well as disobedience. She wasn't going to be a toy for him, or anyone in his pack either. She wasn't going to be a good little pet who followed every order given to her. That wasn't her spirit, that wasn't who she was. If they became annoyed and killed her, that was on them. But she didn't have to live in submission, did she? Loretta was slightly surprised when she was untied and freed from the partially burnt wooden structure, thrown over the alpha's shoulder again. Back into the dark, back into the cave. She looked up at him as she was put back down on the ground.<span style="font-style: italic">â€œWelcome to your new home. Once the full moon hits, you will find it a lot more comfortable, MÃ¤dchen.â€</span>'Once full moon hits? What does he mean by that?' The girl was a bit naive, as the answer to those questions was obvious in his eyes. He wanted her for his own, for his pack. He wanted her to be a werewolf.