Marcus moved through the barrier that he put up before to protect his mate from the fight. But now it was not needed, at least for a while. She was on the ground, and he wanted to comfort her. But it was something unknown to him, he did not even know how to really. He moved down close to her, his mouth parted and his hand reached out to touch her. But nearly as soon as he started, he stopped. His mouth closed and his hand moved back down to his side. He was so unsure of himself, that he was becoming angry at himself. But he just growled low, and reached down, pulling him mate into his chest. He held her there close, not sure if this was going to help her at all. Through just being close to her, he could feel the pain of her loss. It dwarfed his, very much. After all there was a bond far greater between a mother and her offspring.<br/><br/>His eyes snapped up to Corbin at his approach. He did not want the man close to him and his mate. But what was in his hand made him pause. He was so lost. His mind was moving to kill him, his body was not. He looked down at his mate, and just waited. He would let her pick what was to happen next. After all, it was she that was wrong most of all other then the little one that was now no longer here.