He threw his drink at the wall beside her, and the speed of the glass caused her hair to blow in the breeze it caused.

"Excuse me?" her disbelieving sassy voice yelled at him as she flew to him at vampiric speed. "I am not some hybrid that ignores the fact that you just flung your drink near me. They may stand by and take it, but I refuse."

She grabbed him by the throat and threw him across the room.

The sudden jolt of the building knocked Hayley into consciousness, "What the hell is going on?"

"Leave it between us, puppy!" Caroline spat.

"Screw you!" Hayley yelled back as she picked up the bottle of amber liquid Tyler had just thrown a bit of at her and chucked it towards Caroline's head.

Tyler was holding Caroline at the arms by now before she made an advance on Hayley.

"Hay, it's not a full moon and you can't turn at will," Tyler said sternly to her. "Get out of here."

"Yes," Caroline snarled, "run you literal bitch."

Hayley screamed in frustration, but obeyed Tyler because she considered him her alpha.

"Caroline," Tyler said her name firmly. "Stand down. There's no need for all this rage."

"You're the one who started it," she screamed despite the close proximity, "and don't tell me what to do. You're not my alpha!"

The black veins around her eyes began to become prominent and her fangs protruded from her mouth as she gave Tyler a slam to the chest, which sent him reeling back yet again.

This time she ran to him quickly and grabbed him by the throat, "Don't you ever throw anything near or at me like I'm your little bitch. That's Hayley's job!"

Tyler's eyes began to glow gold and his veins also became visible, "Caroline, do you understand that I can kill you?"

"Don't challenge me, Lockwood," she growled. "I'm not one to stand down."

He took that as a challenge accepted and grabbed her wrist before breaking it. His instincts began taking over and he now saw Caroline as a traitorous enemy instead of his girlfriend—or ex-girlfriend.

Caroline hissed at the pain but grabbed Tyler's short hair with her good hand, pulled it back, exposed his neck, and bit down mercilessly.

That took Tyler aback, and in the few moments he was stunned, Caroline's wrist had healed. She proceeded to take the other hand and dig it into the area above his abdomen to work his way up to his heart.

Quickly, she had a good grip on it and squeezed it.

Tyler gasped and the fear in his eyes turned them the brown they normally were.

"I won't kill you, Tyler," she said venomously, "but don't you ever forget what just went on here. I'm sick of your single sided intentions for personal gain. If I wanted that I would've continued my abusive relationship with Damon. I'm going on that date with Klaus, not that it matters to you now because we're done."

She removed her hand and wiped the blood off on his own shirt to add insult to injury before turning on her heel and walking away.

When she was by the door, she heard a change in the air, and before she could react, Tyler had pounced on her, and he was completely back in alpha-hybrid mode.

He reached for the coffee table leg and broke it off before plunging it into Caroline's abdomen.

The pain ripped through her and she felt as if she was on fire. The stake was dangerously close to her heart, and one wrong move meant that she'd be history.

Tyler broke another piece off the table, "You know where this one's going."

He raised the stake over his head, and was centimeters away from jamming it through his ex's heart. Just as Caroline braced herself for the end, Tyler's weight—alone with the makeshift stake—was removed with one swift movement and a heavy thud.

She stood up in a blur and removed the splinters from her body as she watched Tyler die at the hands of someone she couldn't make out until he finished and stood up.

He turned around and Caroline gasped.

"If I'd have known you'd had to go through all this just to go out on a date with me, I would've declined before, too," he smirked. "Are you alright, Love?"