The big black wolf whimpers as he walks forward. When he was killing, then this could be put to the back of his mind. He had somewhere else to focus, but now there is no distraction, there is only reality, a crushing reality that consumes him. He does not have the emotional capacity to deal with such a thing, he needs his human to be able to deal, but his human is in no state to do anything.
As he views the body of his lifeless mate, the fury from before, the insanity that overtook him is all but gone. He wishes it was back, he wishes there was more to kill as he walks forward. His large paws hit the ground, they feel heavy, heavier than they have ever felt before. The large alpha wolf, the near invincible alpha wolf, a wolf that could singularly bring an army to its knees, stumbles as he
