The Cost for Freedom

Bonus Chapter

A/N: In honor of getting this book back on the ratings list (that's so exciting y'all like seriously, even though it's still not rated all that high...) I am posting a bonus chapter of the night Alexis escapes Castle Tyler's POV! Yay! Love you all <3

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Tyler's POV:

My heart sunk when I realized what I had to do, she wouldn't leave me unless I pushed her and as I watched her beautiful face soften, she looked overwhelmingly sad when I lifted her just over the broken glass of the window and let her go.

And just like that, she was gone.

But my life had changed. I loved her. More than anything. She made me feel worthy again. Of a life worth living. That maybe what I am doesn't have to define what I do. I can be better, do better.

I didn't want to, but I find myself looking through the broken window and down out to the grounds, that were scarcely lit and hardly well guarded. It was the perfect spot for them to get away. I spotted her blonde ponytail right away as it bobbed in the wind while she ran and I couldn't help but smile. I studied every detail of her, her lean figure, her curvy behind, and the unmistakable ere of determination she always had about her. Until she disappeared under the thick coverage from the forest trees.

I let her go.

Shouts from behind me pull me out of my dreamlike trance and I swiftly turn and race back to the dining hall and more public areas. I knew father was already suspicious of my relationship with Alexis, especially of how I had saved her from him, on more occasions than he even knew about.

But it was better that way. After his romantic past, he had become embittered and pessimistic about anything and everything to do with living and had forced his doubts on to me. It wasn't until I met Alexis that I realized what he had done.

"Hey!"

"What are you doing here?"

"Did you know a prisoner has escaped?"

Well if I didn't before, I do now, morons. "No," I feign ignorance. "How'd that happen?" I turn it back on them easily and they, as predicted, stumble over their words in response.

"Well, uh, Sir-"

"It was, well."

"Uh it was the werewolf, Sir," One of them finally spat it out and I turn my menacing stare on to him. His adam's apple bobs up and down and even though we are both vampires, I know he is afraid of me. I'd been around for a while and so had been learning to fight much longer than him.

"The werewolf?" I don't have to fake my anger this time. Seeing Alexis with him, even just touching him, made my chest hurt. Without thinking twice, I speed forward and have the guy hanging by his head against the wall. The terror in his eyes is now tenfold from what it was before as his wide eyes face down the man who holds his life in his hands; me.

I'd forgotten this power, this feeling of euphoria. To be able to feel so powerful with this, dwarfed my helpless feelings from before. From seeing him hold my Alexis, protecting her from me as if I would hurt her. I scoff internally as I snap the man's neck as easily as breaking a twig. I would never hurt Alexis.

"Tyler!"

I don't have to turn around to know who it is. But my patience was lacking as it were to deal with my father. So when I turn to him, I allow my expression to morph into one of boredom.