Ch. 45 Mine!

Kaden

I push back from my desk with a frustrated groan, rubbing my sore, tired eyes. I’ve been up all night, looking for any information that might explain what Ana and her father are up to. But it’s hard to focus when I can’t stop thinking about my mate.

With every passing day, it gets harder not to hold her, touch her, show her how much I need her. Every day without her forgiveness is a dagger to my heart, and it’s been so long, I’m bleeding out on this old ugly-ass rug.

Then there’s the permanent hard-on I’m walking around with lately. My body literally aches for her, my muscles sore like I went a few rounds with a heavy weight champ and lost. Badly.

It makes me sick to my stomach to think how she must have felt all these years, rejected and separated from her mates. Not to mention the pain of all our affairs. Every one of them unfulfilling, meaningless, and in no way worth the suffering we put her through.

“Fuck!” I throw my blank notepad across the room, more evidence of my