Magnus walked purposefully into Eda's office and closed the door behind him, his heart pounding as hard as he loved his mate. He watched as Eda sat in the chair, her expression reflecting a mixture of uncertainty and resentment, as he took a seat across from her.

"My son, how are you?" I've missed them. "It hasn't been a day since I've left, that I haven't stopped thinking about you," Magnus whispered, trying to break the ice with a dose of nostalgia.

"Mateo is fine, but he misses his father," Eda, with an icy look, replied without hesitation.

Magnus felt the need to unravel the tangle of emotions that surrounded them, but he searched his mind for the right words that refused to come out. He took a deep breath and expressed.

"Eda, I'm here because I love you. I haven't abandoned them as you think. I also had my own battles in the company. I understand that there was a struggle here, but there was also a struggle in my world. I think you're being unfair by shutting yourself off from tal