Alpha Blake novel Chapter 30

　　Third Person POV

　　Tyler sat on an old rugged chair. His head hung low, and hands tied to the back of the chair with silver shackles that weakened him a bit.

　　Though the room was fairly lit with the moonlight, he was unable to see a thing from the blindfold. His body was full of all the lingering sweat and blood his body was covered in, making him rather uncomfortable. This was evidence his body had been harshly beaten countless times and was making him angry just to think of it.

　　Acting vulnerable was never his thing. But if he had to trick them into taking them down, he had to play his part. He just hoped help came soon. 

　　Silence lingered in the air. He had excellent hearing, due to the numerous hours Blake obliged him to practice with a blindfold. He could hear a pin drop in the next room if he concentrated enough, and right now was his chance to put those abilities to good use.

　　His throat was dry and his body felt drained. He was regretting the offer Chester and Liam had made him earlier that morning to join them for an earlier breakfast before he left to speak with Luna Macy.

　　He had a gut feeling that morning that things were gonna go wrong when he spotted Tasha near the packhouse.

　　Just like Blake had asked him, he had been studying the traits of the primordial vampires. He remembered reading something about the characteristics of a person under a manipulation spell. 

　　His theory was right. Tasha was in fact under the manipulation spell, as Blake and Selene had thought. She took those guards for a fool, flirtatiously made her way inside the dungeon, and when the time was right, she gave the signal to the other two traitors and attacked the last five guards to free Jazmin from her prison cell. Taking down Macy in the way of their betrayal. 

　　If Jazmin didn't get to become Luna, then Macy sure as hell did not deserve to be Luna as well. Or so Jazmin thought. This was why she quickly grabbed the syringe full of wolfbane that would be used on her after her baby was born.

　　At that moment when he saw Macy's body twisting and turning from the pain, he knew then, he should have taken Chester and Liam along with him to help. Maybe then he wouldn't find himself in this predicament. 

　　He can hear a car driving close... it had to be at least a mile or two away. Driving slowly, by the sounds of the numerous sounds of gravel, leaves, and branches being broken; he assumed they had to be somewhere in the mountainsides. He could smell the greens of the forest. Ever green's, pines, and old maples. Then he realized, the smells, the sounds, the tiny owls that sounded about five miles away...

　　"Fuck! I feel so damn weak because of these stupid slivered shackles." He spoke low to himself. His body was now slowly starting to heal from how many times he was beaten. But the lingering sting from the shackles was still there.

　　"And now I'm regretting not telling Blake of where I was going this damn morning."He chuckled to himself.

　　The car halted and he led out a loud growl. His nose alerted him of the presence of a vampire. Though this was just a lower-class vampire and not the one he would have lovingly welcomed with a nice big bite to the head by his wolf Charlie.