CHAPTER 38
KADEN'S POV
I stared at the raging storm outside, watching the wind tear through the trees, relentless—just like the storm inside me. Rain lashed against the windows, a steady percussion against my skull.
I took another swig of whiskey, the burn doing little to drown out the thoughts clawing at my mind.
A hand slid around my waist, warm and unwelcome. Glade rested her head against my back, her breath soft against my skin.
“What do you want?” My grip tightened around the bottle, jaw clenching to keep my irritation at bay.
“Kaden…” Her voice was soft, hesitant. “It’s my fertile night.”
I scoffed, shaking my head. “So what?”
“We have to keep trying,” she insisted, her fingers tightening around my wrist.
I uncurled her fingers from my wrist and stepped away. We had been try
