And Ryley could never find out.
Because if Ryley learned what the serum was made from, he would immediately force Clyde to take his blood essence instead.
Ryley would willingly let his own body weaken, let himself slowly wither away, all just to keep Clyde alive a little longer.
And that possibility alone horrified Clyde more than death itself.
The realization made Clyde feel even filthier now, because the lies were no longer small enough to justify.
First, he hid from Ryley the truth about Soren carrying the other twin of their son. Soren—his former Omega secretary, who still so obviously harbored feelings for him despite everything.
And now this.
Clyde would rather let his own body rot than watch Ryley fade away because of him.
He wanted Ryley to live.
He wanted to give him a long life. A happy one untouched by the ugliness constantly surrounding Clyde's existence.
