Caylee

Chapter 25

Love.

Caylee

He is so kind, so caring, and so perfect. He’s ready to take on everything I take on. He’s ready to help heal all the hurt I have inside. He’s ready to mold me into the woman I will be. He wants to make me whole again, and I just couldn’t ask for a better mate. 

We’re almost at the pack house, and I’m ready to start my life with him. I’m afraid, but I deserve all the good coming to me. I deserve to tell my story. I’m scared of how mom and Cj will react, but they need to know. 

We’ll get you Robert, but until then I’m going to make myself stronger. I’ll learn not to fear him, so when he decides to show up, I’m ready. 

We walk into the pack house, and it’s quiet, I mean it is 3:00 am. I wouldn’t expect anyone to be up. I can talk to mom and Cj tomorrow. Right now, I just want to be with my mate. Safe in his arms. 

He takes my hand and brings me into his room. He walks past the bed and brings me towards a door, opens it, and leads me in. It’s the bathroom, with a stand up shower and a big tub on the other side. He looks at me.

“I’ll leave you to shower, if you need me just say my name.” He smiles and turns to head out.

“Jayden…” I whisper, he turns around. 

“Stay…” 

He looked at me with a conflicted expression. Concern and confusion. I mean I would be too with everything he just found out. Like who would have thought that the girl used and abused by a man, wants her mate to stay with her when she is supposed to shower. 

But, he makes me feel safe… I don’t want to be alone… He’s my mate and if he can accept me, after everything I told him, he has every right to be with me. 

“Mi amor, are you sure?” I knew he’d question my decision… But, I want this… I need this… I need him… I nod, and he slowly approaches me. 

“May I?” He asked, pointing at my shirt. I nod. 

He helps me get rid of my clothes, and stares at my naked body. From head to toe, his eyes eat me up. Even with the bruises it's like he doesn't see them. He just sees me. 

His eyes are no longer that bright shade of blue, they’re dark, full of lust. He wants me, even after everything he knows, he still wants me. 

He stands there frozen, assuming he was too afraid to make a move, I did. I walked up to him, and I kissed him. He pulled away. 

“Amor… are you sure? I can wait… I can wait as lo-” I cut him off with another kiss. A harder kiss, a hungrier kiss. 

“I’m sure.” I was out of breath, but I knew he heard me. 

Because suddenly, I wasn’t even standing on the ground anymore. He picked me up and wrapped my legs around his waist. He quickly undressed me, while still holding me. He placed me in the shower, as he took his shirt off, and joined me in the shower. He turned the water on, it was beginning to get steamy. 

He captured my lips again.

 And he loved me. 

Every. Bit. Of. Me. 

He treated me like a queen and made sure I was ok the entire time. Made sure I was comfortable. He kissed every inch of my body, and randomly growled ‘Mine’. Every touch was gentle and every kiss was heated. I enjoyed every part. I’m his and he’s mine. This was all so perfect. 

After the time in the shower, he washed me up, and we got out. He placed me on the bed, and he made love to me for a while longer. After some time, I yawned. 

“Mi amorcito is tired I see. Come on, let's rest. We have a lot more time to do all of that.” He winked and pulled me closer. I fell into a deep, dreamless sleep. The best sleep I’ve ever had