Chapter Eleven

Zarina POV

I'm very worried about Tyler, he doesn't look okay, he doesn't speak to anybody nor does he come out from his room, I was informed by the chef that he has not eaten for days, I know something is wrong but I don't know what, I knocked on his door, I heard shuffling inside before the door was opened to reveal a dishelved and messy Tyler.

"Hi" I said

"Hi Alpha, how are you doing, what would you like to do for you" he said, he sounded like a robot.

"wooo, what crawl up your ass and died" I said hoping to get a reaction but I got nothing, I sighed and push past him to get into his room.

" your room is so messy" I said picking up some clothes scattered on the floor and dodge the broken glasses.

" What do you want Zarina, I'm in no mood to play" he said locking the door. I sighed again