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 ...