My Heartless Alpha King

Chapter-18

Emma's POV

I was waiting for Caleb to return.

It's really late and dark.

I am  anxious that something must have happened to him.

He can't be defeated but that doesn't mean that he don't  have a weakness.

I am sitting in his room right now with just the moonlight streaming through the window. Waiting for him to return...

I suddenly heard a loud bang.

I immediately sat upright knowing that Caleb has returned.

I heard footsteps climbing up the stairs and then the  bedroom door flew open.

There he was.

Standing at the threshold of the room with dark blue ocean eyes.

His hair flying in all directions  because of the wind blowing softly.

His face had a scratch running down the side of his face.

And he was standing just in shorts that bared his injured leg.

Bit the most horrifying thing I noticed was blood.

Blood covered his whole body.

From his forehead down to his abs to his legs...

He is covered in splashed of blood.

This is not Caleb.

This is a side of him that I knew was there but was afraid to admit.

I know it's not his blood.
I can smell it.

He walked slowly. His steps slow and sensual.

I gasped when I saw his eyes twinkle.

He might have take my face to be disappointed cause his jaw got rigid and he turned to leave .

Before he can go I jumped up from the bed and hugged his torso from behind.

He froze.

"Leave Emma. Leave me. Get out of my room"
He stated in a  firm voice.

"NO, Caleb I am done. I am done running away. I can't do it. I have fallen for you. I have fallen deep for you. And I know you feel the same." I whispered.

"Leave Emma. Leave me. Did you not see me? I am monster. A monster that has killed and destroyed lives." He just kept on saying thing about how worse he is.

"Shh..am I perfect? Is anyone perfect Caleb?" I asked him and turned him around.

"NO one is perfect Caleb. We all have done some bad as well as good things. Our past is something that defines us. But we can make our future better.
I know you love me. I do too. "

I smiled at him and wrap my hands around his neck while he wrapped his around my waist.

"You are not bad baby. You are just scared and broken. You don't scare me anymore. Caleb..I want to be the one that is always with you... I want to be the one in front of whom you can be weak. In front of whom you can cry. Cause baby it's just you and me." I whispered with a smile on my face.

" I killed her. My mother. I killed my own mother at the age of 15." I heard him confess.

Oh my God.

I know what he did must be for a reason.

All I can imagine right now is a 15 year old boy with raven black hair and blue eyes standing near his dead mother's body.