Chapter 65

Tyler POV

I couldn't express how happy I was to have Theda behind bars. I had actually asked Lena to go and piss her off and she fell for my trap. Not being able to hurt her the past week left me destabilized after I had faced days of torment from my wolf. It was unbearable but I survived. I think I need to focus more on controlling my wolf. I will never let Tyson control me.

Standing by the window of my office, enjoying the pleasant night breeze and having some whiskey, I was taken aback as the door was forcefully pushed open. I turned with knitted brows to see Blake stomp into the office with a displeasing look plastered on his face.

"What the heck!" I growled, dropping my glass. "Why barge in like that?"

"Why have Theda locked in the cell, Tyler?" He curtly asked, meeting my fierceness head-on.

"You have no right to question me."

"This is wrong!" He held his hand to slam the desk but stopped himself and threw his hand into the air in pure fury. "You shouldn't be treating her