Loretta could feel the presence of someone, or something, watching her. The feeling sent chills down her spine, and a look of slight fear came across her expression before she fought it back. One moment there was nothing, a blink and there was suddenly a man standing beside her. She winced away from his touch as his fingers touched her skin. She known before that the werewolves had two forms; a human and a wolf. However, if the girl wasn't careful, she might provoke the more dangerous of the two to show. And she definitely didn't want that. As Loretta's gaze met the man's eyes, she whimpered softly, though did nothing more to pull away or try to escape, nor did she fight. It was as if she was calm, resigned in her death if it was to come; which she knew it would. She could only hoped that it would be swift and partially painless though. It seemed unlikely.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">â€œDonâ€™t be afraid, youâ€™re doing this for the good of your village."  "Youâ€™re one of the best sacrifices Iâ€™ve come acrossâ€¦ Iâ€™ll bet you taste delightful.â€</span><br/><br/>Loretta gulped softly, unable to help not fearing her fate. As the chains were broken from the wall, she glanced back, managing a soft cry of surprise as she was grabbed and thrown over the werewolf's shoulder. She closed her eyes, staying still and not struggling as she was taken deeper and deeper into the shadowy thickets of the forest. A million thoughts went through her mind. Where was she being taken? Why hadn't she been killed right away like most had been? What made her so special over all of the rest? Her brain buzzed with frantic, frightened questions, only multiplying her fright and terror. 'Death is inevitable. I was meant to be killed and I knew what I was doing.' She reminded herself. 'I gave up my right to live when I took my sister's place as the sacrifice. I will suffer in her stead, but will thank that Aveline is not the one who will be put through this torture.'<br/><br/>Loretta glanced around at the werewolf slowed a bit, finally lifting her head a bit. They entered a cave... or at least that's what she assumed by the darkness. She couldn't see anything.<span style="font-style: italic">Into the wolf's den.</span>The thought terrified her and for a moment she felt extremely scared. As she was placed in a corner, she looked up at the man, then away at the ground. The sound of growling and other footsteps came to her ears. 'Great, the pack is all here.' She thought, glancing up a bit and managing to make out the shadowy forms of wolves. 'And they are hungry. Can't even manage to stay in their human forms.' She tried to hide the fear in her eyes, but her shaking made it all too obvious. Then again, when you are chained helplessly and surrounded by bloodthirsty beasts, anyone would be scared half to death. The girl winced away against the the alpha's touch; she assumed the man was the alpha, as the other wolves would have just pushed him away when he made them back off. Her eyes closed again, but a few tears snuck from her eyes.