Too Late, Alpha: I'm Dead
He had already lost his beloved and the pup he never knew, and he stood on the verge of losing the absolute power and the pack that constituted his very existence.
Under the full moon, Carl approached the icy depths of the pool by himself. He could hear the pack's war cries, and the flash of flames was dangerously near, yet his mind was a landscape of desolation.
He held a silver dagger inscribed with the Nightfall pack's sigil as he gazed at the moon's chilling reflection on the surface of the water, murmuring, "I took the heart you gave me, and with it, I loved and trusted the wrong one.