Nate's POV
I visited my mother’s graveyard for the first time in about six months, and it gave me a kind of deja vu feeling about how she died.
As soon as I left my mother’s graveyard, I made my way straight to my study instead of the room I now share with Layla. I didn’t have the guts to face my mate now. I was afraid that she would see through me and realize the atrocity that I had committed. I didn’t know how to face her.
I hadn’t spent a long time in my study when a soft knock came at the door. I didn’t respond to it because I didn’t want to talk right now. I didn’t feel like talking to anyone.
“Go away,” I said when the person knocked again.
“It’s me your Alpha, I brought your lunch for you,” The maid, Irene said.
“Take it away, Irene. I’m not hungry, but you should make sure th
