"Clyde—" Ryley tried to open the door, but Lucas caught his arm and shook his head.
"Sir, we have no time. I'm sorry that you can't stay beside Mr. Clyde at this critical time, I wished we had another option." Lucas said. "But please don't worry, I'm sure Mr. Clyde will wake up again."
The blond bit his lower lips and shut his eyes tight, his heart drowned in his fear of losing Clyde. He wouldn't be able to feel at ease unless he saw the Alpha rise to his own two feet again.
"How could I not worry, Lucas? You know I don't trust anyone around him, not even Vincent!" He hissed, sniveling.
"Sir, Vincent might be harsh with his words but he's loyal to Mr. Clyde." Lucas replied, "Even if we consider his unsolved case or suspect him for plotting something else, I believe he won't willingly let anyone harm Mr. Clyde."
