KADEN
Kaden banged his fist on the door for the third time, his anger rolling off him in waves, not minding that Kim was right behind him. He her unique scent. The smell of lilies.
"Kaden, are you okay? You have been…I don't know…acting all frustrated since you returned from meeting Storm. Did something happen? Did the police manage to apprehend her? If that is so, it wouldn't be much tussle to get her released, would it?" Kim asked the series of questions without pausing for one second, her vice tainted with worry.
Kaden knew that Liam must have filled her in on who Storm was, and his mild obsession with her.
Was it mild now? He was acting like a raving maniac because of a girl that kept giving him mixed signals. But he couldn't help it. He didn't blame her either. She didn't know what she was to him. His mate. His fated mate. Lycans rarely had that.