But then, summoning every ounce of courage he possessed, Mervyn lifted his chin, meeting Clyde's furious stare head-on as he spoke with a determination born of unwavering devotion.
"I'm bound to you, Clyde," Mervyn declared, his voice trembling but resolute. "How else should I prove my love and loyalty to you? Only by signing the royal charter can I be with you forever!"
His words hung in the air, a testament to the depth of his commitment, as he awaited Clyde's response, knowing that his fate now rested in the hands of the Alpha whose judgment he dared not defy.
The Alpha's frustration was a palpable force, his clenched jaw and heavy sighs betraying the turmoil within as he paced restlessly, fingers pinching the bridge of his nose in a futile attempt to quell the storm raging in his mind.
But just as he turned away, seeking refuge from the tumult of emotions threatening to overwhelm him, Mervyn's desperate embrace halted his retreat.