Chapter 47
MATEO
“Are you sorry for killing Jovani?” Myra asked me sharply, her eyes filled with rage and loath— the two things I couldn’t bear looking at anymore. It broke a part of me every time, hurt my wolf and deepened the wound in my chest.
“I’m sorry for killing your father, Myra,” I stated out loud and clear so that everything was out in the clear. I wanted this to be as straightforward as possible. It was all I had been preparing for the whole day, but I still felt anxious. The storm of emotions raging in Myra’s eyes made me feel like I was walking a tightrope.
“Are you sorry just because he was my father?” She asked, an assertive look in her eyes. I could say a bunch of stuff to her to beat around the bush, but I chose to speak the truth instead.
“Yes,” I answered honestly,
