Vincent would be lying if he said he wasn't baffled by how much Clyde still loved Ryley even after everything, and seeing how stubborn the Alpha was, Vincent feared that Clyde refused to look at the rising dangers he was embracing by shielding someone like Ryley.
Someone who was once sent to slowly poison him and kill him...
Someone who turned out to be an Enigma... the very same foe Clyde should have annihilated as his oath commanded.
As Vincent guided the Alpha towards the meeting hall, his thoughts were a whirlwind of calculated schemes.
Like a puppet master he was, his mind conjuring schemes to obliterate any threat that dared loom over Clyde's ascent to the pinnacle of power—Ryley included.
Time was of the essence—the path to the highest throne had to be cleared, and fast.
