Chapter Fifty-four

[Tyler’s POV]

I yelled angrily, forcing myself to not lay hands on her, but rather struck my fists against the sculpture of one of my ancestors in the throne room and it scattered into many different pieces.

The maid, Tami, moved backwards, looking up at me with dreadful terror as tears began to roll down her cheeks. She fell to her knees, clasping her hands tightly and begging me for mercy. “I… I am sorry,” she said.

“Sorry? That’s all you have to say? You’re sorry? Tell me, who is your Alpha? Who is your Lord? Who has power over you?” I yelled at her.

“You… only you, Alpha Tyler,” she said, sobbing really hard as tears kept on rolling down her cheeks in torrents.

“It’s my fault, Alpha King Tyler. Please, let her be and punish me instead,” Malia said, and she immediately kept quiet as I flashed her a cold glare.

She looked down at her feet, bending one toe over the other, appearing to be afraid.

“Of course, you deserve to be punished and I will see later to that. Don’t get ahead of y