Emberflame Ridge But meanwhile…

No, the demon clipped. Do not go back; it's likely her pack will be on high alert by now. Alduin said it would be fine, but he was not fine himself. Tulok would now have to labor away in his mind to figure out some way to fix this. He could not just go out and kill random wolves. The speaker refused to let their plans be ruined. They had spent most of their lives at this point preparing for this, Tulok knew no other way. 

He planned to tell these things to his brother but his words stuck in his throat as Alduin reminded him of the sickness that guided his actions. He knew his brother was stronger than this sickness; he had to be. He just needed some help—help the demon could not provide. Lately he had started to wonder if the listener might be able to help him. He had seen her do things he didn't believe were possible before. She wielded the word of the unnamed god .

We have to find another way. His killings would draw unwanted attention, not to mention they were senseless. They were not for the unnamed god. They were for the selfish needs of whatever or whoever dictated his brother's life. 

Have you spoken to the listener about it? The demon would ask her himself regardless of his brother's answer.