Jiren's POV
"Wes" I call, the wolf unshifting as the group grows larger around us.
Wolves, warriors, Lycan's, medical personnel.... they all watch as our future Alpha... as my best friend falls apart.
"Wes" I call again, moving closer as he grips Kyan tighter in his arms, his forehead pressed against his as he mutters another apology.
"Wes... he's gone" I whisper, hands coming to rest on his shoulders, a gentle pull trying to guide him away.
Wes's tear-soaked eyes finally shift to mine, then to those surrounding us.
They centre in on the medical personnel standing off to the side, blanket in hand.
Wes nods, slowly nods, before turning back to Kyan and whispering his blessings and... his thanks.
Wes leans back, his hand moving to softly close Kyan's lifeless eyes before placing a so
