Novel & Cerita What Episode Does Tyler Lockwood Die

His palm on my back does nothing to soothe my fraying nerves. Tyler is dead. Tyler is dead. Tyler. He is dead. Dead. Oh God. Oh God. This is bad. This is worse than if he showed up to kidnap me again. I will actually take that over this. Oh God. How can he be dead? Dead? Just like that.

“This isn't good, Stark...“ Tyler repeated as he moved away from the wall to sit on the chair in front of my desk. “He's catching on to us, isn't he?“ “I'll have it under control.“ “This isn't just about things being under control.“ Tyler hissed. “This is Wilson, Stark, not some rogue we found dead.“ “I know. I know who fucking died.“ I growled, my eyes turning olive green with anger. “Then you should fucking do something about it.“ He challenged back, his eyes glowing an equally bright red. I gently stood up from my seat, far from my desk. Storming over to Tyler, I stopped before him, eyeing him through narrowed lids.

I didn't know if I was alive or dead, but I knew that this was the night when I would either die or live. I had thought Tyler was dead already. I couldn't believe it when Tyler appeared at the pack cell's gate again, looking so devastated. He ordered everyone not to mention anything, especially about him. If anyone dared to utter a word, they would be killed. I was shocked, confused, and scared all at once. I didn't know what to make of it..

“So, his alpha wolf is not dead… right? He is not dead, just taken away by the elders?” Tyler really wants to tell my heart the harsh truth that Grant is completely gone, so my soul can finally let go of the pain and stop waiting for a miracle in the woods. He knows the heavy sadness would be temporary and my mind would eventually come to terms with the dark reality. But as his eyes look straight into my anxious face filled with deep worries, his resolve falters completely. “He is not dead,” Tyler lies, his voice barely above a quiet whisper in the room. “The Walker family guards got his bleeding body to the City Hospital in time. That is the only thing my ears know.”

Tyler’s cry echoed in the corridor, but the policemen immediately moved, dragging him back, ignoring his protests. “You deserve to die!” I shouted, my voice shaking with rage. "You caused this! All of it!” “I… I wasn’t the one behind this,” Tyler managed, clutching his face, his words weak and shaky. “I would never… I would never wish anything to happen to Lena. I love…” I cut him off, shaking my head violently. “Don’t you dare finish that sentence, or I’ll make sure you never speak again.” And he didn't dare.

I ventured. “Don’t worry about that. Jay tailed them, and I’ll have some of my Texas connections looking into it,” he waved a dismissive hand, his attention already on his phone. But one question had been plaguing me, a splinter in my mind. “But you told me Tyler was dead,” I said gently. “You and Luca confirmed his death.” His fingers stilled on the screen. He looked up, his gaze level and intense.

Woody was pointing in the direction of Tyrell, who looked visibly anxious and unsettled. This person had to die! A wave of cold sweat instantly broke out on Tyrell's forehead, his face full of panic and confusion. Since the serpent's downfall, Tyrell had been keeping a low profile and staying humble. He thought there might be a chance to get away with it. He didn't expect Woody to end up calling him out. Woody was incredibly impressive! Tyrell witnessed his defeat of the serpent. At this moment, he had no will to resist anymore. It was pointless!

Tyler continued. “Her time was up. Her death wasn't caused by the massacre that night” Tyler added. I stared at him, dumbstruck. I watched as he gulped the whole content of the glass and poured himself another one, drinking it the same way. “Why didn't you tell me?” I asked. My voice was so soft and that was what Tyler needed at the moment. The pain he must have felt when he found out. The sudden anger he must have had when he realized he wouldn't be able to see his wife after a particular time.

"We have evidence that proves you're guilty. If you come quietly, we won't hurt you." Tyler growled and tried to free himself, but he couldn't. Just as he was trying, they heard a gunshot from an unknown direction and the gunshot hit Tyler on his forehead and he fell down and died. They tried to locate the direction of the gunshot, but they couldn't find a trace. Then Darell was angry and frustrated, because the only evidence they have to get the truth was gone. ***

Tyler went quiet for another long moment with his head bowed down. He suddenly looked at Alpha Carl. "Fine" he groaned out the word and immediately walked a few steps away from him. "But don't make her unhappy and don't hurt her." He added. "I won't. I would never" Alpha Carl replied. "How did the spy die?" Alpha Carl asked, quickly switching over to the next important topic. "He really died during the interrogation but the thing is he... He is not a spy from Max" Tyler explained and Alpha Carl's brows furrowed.