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As the thunder of caribou hooves slowly faded away, all that was left in their wake was a silence so thick that I could swear I felt it pressing its mighty weight down upon my back. With an agonized grunt from the pain which was brought upon me by the merciless strikes of hooves and knees upon my body, I slowly pressed myself off of Kate and stared down upon where she lay. The dust that filled the air was so thick that, for a moment, I could not see the severity of her wound, or even know wether or not my friend was even still alive. However, as the dust began to settle and I saw her vibrant, tan fur matted with blood, I felt my heart sink into my stomach.

I had told myself mere minutes ago that I no longer loved her, and that I would be content with simply having her as a friend, but as I gazed down upon her seemingly lifeless body, I felt an emptiness form inside of me the likes of which I had never felt before. It was almost as though, in this moment, the essence of my being was sucked from my body and all that was left was an empty hull. Almost as though in a trance, I called her name and gave her a gentle nudge with my muzzle, but she remained unresponsive on the ground before me. In denial of the truth which lied at my paws like the unequivocal absoluteness of the silence which surrounded me, I attempted one final time to call her out from beneath the pale shadow of the valley of death as I draped my body over hers. However, she still lied motionless beneath me and in this moment a sadness which was rivaled by none that I had ever felt before crashed over my body like the roar of a mighty, swollen river as it pours swiftly out of its banks.

This sadness, this gut-wrenching despair consumed me to a point where I was incapable of tears, and as it desperately fought to escape my body, I tilted my nose to the sky and poured my woes into the waning, evening light. I remained alone as I poured my somber soliloquy to the the world which had so cruelly taken away everything that ever mattered to me yet again, but then, slowly, I heard more and more voices join me, and though they all grieved for their own reasons and for their own mistakes, in a matter of moments, we had all united as one in a dismal accord of agony and woe.

Dark clouds settled in over the valley as we, Eastern and Western wolves, alphas and omegas lifted a singular voice to the cruel indifference of the heavens above, but then a small break in the sky's vast blanket allowed a shimmer of light to fall upon us and in this moment, I heard a voice that I thought I would never hear again.

"Humphrey..." she softly groaned as she slowly picked her head up off of the ground...

A&O

Endorphins rushed through my body and drowned it in the most intoxicating elixir of joy and pleasure as I struggled to catch my breath in the wake of what I had just experienced. From my position along her back, I leaned my head down and passionately nuzzled the side of her face as my love continued to pour into her one lustful throb at a time. I felt her shift her stance beneath me as she struggled to support the new deposition of my weight upon her back, but with a soft, content sigh, she returned the nuzzle in kind and completed the action with a gentle nibble upon my ear as it ventured too near to her mouth.

"I love you so much, Humphrey," she crooned breathlessly as I slowly withdrew.

"I love you, too," I replied as I felt my heart swell.

From my position upon her hips, I saw her softly smile, but when I noticed a quiver in her shoulders, I quickly removed myself from her.

"Here, let me get off of you," I stated flatly as I began to shift my weight sideways.

"Would you?" I heard Kate reply through a chuckle, "no offense, hun, but you've kinda worn me out."

As I flung myself off of her back and stood tail to tail with her, I, too, allowed a chuckle to tickle the base of my throat.

"I'm sorry," I stated as I craned my body around so that I may face her.

"Don't be," I heard her reply as she too, craned to face me, "I never realized just how great this would be."

I panted softly as I felt another series of throbs begin to pulsate into her.

"Still?" Kate asked through the cracks of a laugh, "sweetie, I don't know how much more of this I can take."

"Sorry," I laughed, bashfully, "I just can't believe that this has finally happened."

Kate smiled softly as another quiver raced across her body.

"Can we lie down?" she asked me through an exasperated sigh, "I don't think my legs can support us for much longer."

I simply nodded and then with a careful motion we two lowered ourselves onto our bellies. As I lied there, I continued to struggle for breath and waited for the moment when I would awake to find myself alone, but the moment never came. Against all odds, logic, or reason, I had FINALY gotten the girl of my dreams, and it was absolutely everything that I had ever dreamed of. Those first few days, when she was confined to the healer's den, were some of the longest days of my life. Not only was I concerned for her health, but the park was in the face of change, and while there were many who were on board, there were many more who would do anything to see that we never howled together after her recovery. However, mere moments ago that momentous occasion occurred, and then shortly thereafter, we consummated our love in the first throws of thrusts and moans. In this moment I knew that my life was finally complete.

Kate's P.O.V.

Up until that day, I never really bought into the spiritual side of life. In my mind, it was all some bullshit fairytale that parents told their pups in order to keep them under paw, and that those on their way into the abyss could use to find peace before they fell into the endless conscious cessation that is death. However, after I found myself there in the face of it all, I came to realize that there was so much more to life than just what I could see. Of course, I'm not saying I've found a god. Nor am I saying that I saw an afterlife as I was steadily drifting away into nothing. All I know is that I saw death, and somehow I survived. So as I slowly opened my eyes to find my faithful omega by my side, I suddenly found myself in the face of a realization the likes of which I probably would have never known. Everything that I had sacrificed, everything that I had given for my family and my pack was meaningless.

I always understood that in order to be an effective leader, I would often have to put the service to my pack above myself, but I realized then that if I gave everything to others at the cost of my own joy, I would eventually run out of reasons to care about anything or anyone around me. So I resolved right then and there that, for the first time in my life, I would not worry about service, sacrifice, or consequences. Genuine joy had been essentially absent from my life since as far back as I could remember, but it wasn't ever entirely absent, and it was in this moment that I realized why. Though Humphrey was never perfect, he was always there for me when I needed him, and though I could plainly see the agonizing pain that he hid behind his puplike charm and goofy grin, he always found a way to brighten my days and to bring joy into my life. I nearly squandered this gift, but never again would I make such a heinous mistake. Later that week, after I was released from medical care, we were married.

A&O

I don't want to send off the wrong message about myself or Humphrey, but our sex life was... well... I guess the end of that sentence would depend upon who was saying it. Humphrey always meant well, and he would try his best to satisfy my every need, but he just... wasn't very good at it. He was the most open minded and experimental lover I've ever had, but he unfortunately had no idea how to actually utilize these ideas to properly please me and would usually end up thrusting clumsily into me for a few minutes before he was finally finished. I don't wish to sound ungrateful or shallow, but eventually, sex with him seemed to become more and more of a chore for me than burning lust and passion. Now I can't fault Humphrey entirely for this, of course. We were each other's firsts. As a male, he was incredibly easy to please, ESPECIALLY when I learned how to use my mouth on him. It was a happy accident actually, but I found that it was an incredibly easy way for me to pleasure him without having to face the disappointment of sex, and on top of that, his cum was absolutely DELICIOUS. So I could get him off with my mouth, swallow a delicious treat, and he would soon fall asleep. I, on the other hand, was not so easy to please.

Humphrey always tried to make me feel good, but I guess I was still in the process of trying to discover my body and my own animalistic instincts, so I had no idea what I liked or what I wanted. There would be foreplay, of course, and feeling Humphrey's cold nose rub against my tailhole while he fished around inside of my slit with his tongue was a HIGHLY pleasurable experience, but he would never stay long enough for me to crest into that body-trembling orgasm that I so DESPERATELY desired. He would stay just long enough to frustrate me, then he would clamber onto my back and politely get his. I guess it's my fault for not telling him that I wanted him to pin me down, grab me by the scruff of the neck and ravage me, but at the time, I knew he wouldn't do it anyway. He was too kind of a soul to do those sorts of things to me. So I would simply stand there and take it until he finished, but if there was any saving grace about this experience at all, it was his knot.

I can't explain why, but when I felt his knot push into my walls, swell and then lock us together, my entire body would begin to tremble. The sensation of his hard, throbbing orb against the roof of my vaginal canal, mixed with the fullness that I would feel as he dumped buckets of cum into my womb would make my eyes roll almost every time. I knew Humphrey knew how much I loved to have his knot inside of me, so eventually he and I devised a system in which I could rock against him while he was swollen inside of me and we could actually get off together without either one of us getting hurt. However, even this, after a while got boring.

But he and I were still in the honeymoon phase. We both loved each other so dearly that there was absolutely nothing that would make either of us resent each other, or even make either of us mad at each other for that matter. It's funny how quickly time changes things...