#fallenwolf

Tyler threw the cell phone to the ground infront of him, having just tried to get to Aiden just how much shit he was going through right now, and brought his two hands over his face and bit back a sob. As soon as he did so, the pain coursed through him like a knife and Tyler shot up straight and scrunched his face as it rushed its way through his body. He huffed and gripped the ground underneath him. He was planted against a tree that was shielding the young man with its evergreen branches. He was, for the moment, outside of Faulkner, having had freaked out from spending the night with that girl and had fought with another wolf right afterwards without really thinking of the strengths of himself or the other wolf and, again, got his ass kicked -- just like what had happened with Seth.

Tyler winced and forced himself to look at the enormous gash on his rib cage. Teeth gritted he brought his head back and hit it against the tree bark behind him. "Dammit!" Tyler said through his teeth. He saw how the skin turned upwards from the other wolf's teeth and saw how much blood came from the injury. He would have to find some sort of hospital to get to and soon. But he was several miles from civilization and he didn't have any clothes to change into...which meant he would have to turn into his wereform and perhaps risk it and head to a animal shelter. But Tyler refused to, instead he chose to stay where he was and face it alone.

Harper had texted many times before too. Wondering how he was and everything. Tyler wondered why she would even ask such a question. The more he thought about it though the more he knew the answer. She didn't know that he was a wolf, that's what it came down to. He also practically lied to her about not being one which Tyler was certain the closed off brunette girl would not forgive when she would find out in the future. It bothered Tyler to no end.

And Camille...

Tyler took a sharp breath and winced as pain shot through him again. He deserved this. He deserved to bleed out and die.

What would Tyler tell Camille about that girl? He debated keeping it a secret but that would eat at his concious anytime he would even think of her, like right now for instance. Each passing moment he regretted what he did. He didn't even know what he wa-- No, he did and it's exactly what they did last night. All he remembered was that she helped him to her room and then..then maybe from the fight he had just had moments before, it had raised his testosterone..or something, and just immediately wanted intercourse with the girl? Then the moment she touched the place between his neck and collar bone...he immediately lost it and went with what was currently running through his mind. The next thing he knew he woke up beside her, freaked out and left then went and fought another stray wolf and got severely injured.

So much for Alpha...

The thought now angers Tyler to no end as he can feel stinging at the corner of his eyes. He was a disappointment. Period. To Denny. To Harpy. To Milly.

Tyler's eyes was slowly drifting shut as he could feel himself fading away. He smiled lightly, content for the moment, but then he heard footsteps not to far from him. But still didn't bother lifting his head up from it falling to his chest. He heard someones voice. A male. No heartbeat. A vampire. Tyler was too far gone to even care.