Why? Minos could not comprehend why his alpha hurt him so. The pain was everywhere, stemming from the limb but shooting beyond it and into the rest of his being. It was trapped in his chest too, his heart pounding until he was sure that it was burst from his rib cage. No, he had been good. No, he had worked to please the leader and this was the reward that he had been given. It was still not good enough, and the confusion was his gift, the pain his return. Minos cried out, unrestrained in the hopes that it would beckon the other wolf to hear his pleas and be generous enough to release him from this agony.
The pressure was withdrawn, but only a moment. Minos looked wide eyed up at the brown beast, blue eyes looking relatively calm compared to the wild yellow that stared up at them. Blood filtered and filled the air, his own and now that of the dominant male. The pressure returned, and the pain was even greater. Minos could not manage to understand the message, a promise of a stronger future not enough to quell the current devastation that he felt. Now the omega snarled, not in aggression but fear and hopes of survival. His neck reach, teeth searching for anything and everything that might give him release from his captive.