CORALINA'S POV Alpha Clyde stood on the podium, a monolith of silver and shadow, looking down at his nephew with a cold amusement. He smirked, the expression sharp enough to draw blood. "You have been overloading your small brain because of this, haven't you, Maximus?" He rumbled; his voice seemed to rattle the crystal chandeliers. "Wondering what I have on her to force her to my will? What dark secret I’m holding over her head to make her stand here, wearing my colors?" Maximus Philip’s face was an angry shade of red, his breath coming in jagged hitches. "Yes, and that's because I know you, Clyde! I know the monster you are. You’re using her grief, her confusion and you can't stop me from thinking in her favour—" "Stop you? Why? Keep thinking, Maximus…” Clyde interrupted with a lethal scoff. “Keep spinning those pathetic fantasies, because you’ll never find the right answer. And by the time you do, it will be too late. But that’s the pattern of your life, isn’t it?
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