Tyler's POV
It had been days since the rogues captured me and locked me up in their castle. They had an insider on my team, someone who had betrayed us by revealing our plan to attack, and they ambushed us.
In that violent confrontation, I lost all my men, and surprisingly, the rogues spared my life. Their leader, who went by the name Alpha Baldwin, was ruthless and cunning. I knew he was plotting something big, something really, really nefarious.
The cell they confined me in was damp and cold, with no windows to gauge the time of day. The only source of light came from a dim bulb hanging from the low ceiling. The walls were bare concrete, and the air reeked of rotting wood and mildew. I was shackled to the ground, on my knees, each hand and leg secured to a large lock on opposite sides
