"Loyd Heisenberg's been keeping in touch with him all along," Medea's tone was reflective, her words carrying a hint of revelation. "Probably because Zach Griffin is one of the few who've held on to memories of the previous reality. As you know, he's a 100% Pureblood Alpha, and he's immune to the power." She added, her expression thoughtful.
"That old bastard must have spilled the beans on Ryley's precise location, striking a deal with that red head for his own getaway."
As the conversation unfolded, the sharpness in Clyde's gaze softened slightly, his expression revealing the internal conflict he grappled with. His silence was a canvas onto which his thoughts were painted, the turmoil of his conscience playing out in that unspoken pause.
The revelation that he had the same blood coursing through his veins as Zach Griffin seemed to weigh heavily on him.
