Alpha's Little Secret

Chapter 2| His Name

Emotional scenes always took a lot out of me. It wasn't that I didn't enjoy the more intense moments on screen, it just took a lot more energy to pull off. I was someone who was always in control of his emotions. Someone who rarely let things get to him. So letting go in front of the cameras always ended up becoming the most taxing causing me to be mentally and physically exhausted as we wrapped up filming for the day.

"Everything alright? You seemed a little...tense out there," Olivia asked as she handed me a water bottle while sitting next to me. I side eyed the girl, feeling like I should've held myself back from showing to much of myself in the character I played. She always knew when I was stressing about something when I'd exert myself.

"It's just..." I began, sighing while running a nervous hand through my hair. "Lately, I've felt like this isn't enough...like something's missing," I expressed. Maybe Jacob was right. Maybe my problem was that I hadn't found my person to be happy with.

"You mean someone's missing?" Olivia smirked while bumping her shoulder into mine. I still couldn't shake the memory of that boy from last night. His face was ingrained in my thoughts and I don't think it would ever fade. I wanted to at least tell him one last time that I thought he was beautiful.

"Yeah, I guess. I'm supposed to be happy right? I mean my life is awesome. I have everything I want, but what does that mean if I can't share that with someone," I explained. The smirk on Olivia's face grew as a thought entered her mind.

"You totally met someone didn't you? What's his name?" She asked, bulldozing her way right into my personal life. I honestly didn't mind. It was better her than my opa(omega father). All he dreamed about was for me to meet some pretty omega actress like Olivia and have a million babies. I had yet to tell him that I was gay, but I'm sure it would just make my life ten times worse. He'd probably arrange for me to meet all the perfect omega boys he knew and approved of. It made me sick just thinking about it. I didn't want perfect, I wanted that omega from last night. Whatever his fucking name was. I wanted to be able to smell the sweet strawberry scent again, feel his soft skin, embrace his smooth body, lick his...

"I...I don't know," I huffed, defeatedly dropping my shoulders with an exuberant amount of frustration. Olivia squinted her eyes at me before coming to her own conclusion that I was sleeping around. I didn't tell her everything about me simply because I knew she'd judge me harsher than someone like Jacob would.

"Are you kidding me Max. You're better than that!" she snapped while dramatically flailing her hands to insinuate her point. She didn't need to tell the entire production team. I was well aware of what I was doing. So many scandalous nights ending with me all alone by the morning. I usually handled it pretty well though. That was until last night.

"Am I?" I replied defeatedly.

Olivia looked absolutely flabbergasted that I'd even question myself. "Your Maxwell Jenkins, your deserve someone who loves you just as much as you love them," she pointed out. I sighed again. If that were the case, I would have that boy next to me, but I'm sure he didn't care.
I was positive he had never loved anybody in his entire life. He was probably with some new famous alpha pleasing their every need. I honestly infuriated me just thinking about it.

...

When I made it to my hotel room, I collapsed onto my bed. My new apartment wasn't ready yet, so I was forced to stay in a hotel until further notice. I wasn't one to really complain though. All of this was paid for by the production company. They had gone above and beyond to cast me and make sure all my needs were met.

"Hurry the fuck up!" A muffled voice from right outside of the door growled. I could hear several people as they walked by, the smell of strawberries delaying every thought in my mind. That couldn't possibly be him. The smell was so much stronger than before. It was almost as if...no...was he in heat? Who were those people with him? What if... My mind was racing with possibilities. Was he in trouble? Was someone taking advantage of him? Did he give consent?

I was out the door in record time, following the sweet scent down the hall and stopping at a door. I placed my ear against it, listening to the several voices inside.

"N...No...." A weak trembling voice begged. The sound of a loud smack echoed within the hotel room along with some laughs.

"Don't fucking tell me no! You were so willing to do it, but now that your in heat your acting like you don't want it! You body begs to differ!" A males voice boomed. My heart was thudding against my chest as my suspicion were answered.
It was the boy who I couldn't shake from the thoughts. The boy who had left a such a lasting impression that I was now standing in front of a hotel room door, ready to risk my life for him. He was right behind that door being used. Being forced to do something he didn't want to do. It angered me to my core knowing that alphas like that existed. Alphas who took advantage of omegas in heat. It was sick and perverted.

I vaguely remember how I got the door open. Maybe it was pure protective instinct that allowed me to build enough strength to burst right though it. Maybe it was me wanting to see him again. Which ever it was, I was now standing in the entry way, staring down two alphas. One was hovering over the omega, struggling to pull his clothes off, while the other watched.

They didn't notice me until I walked in and punched the one watching the assault happen right in the face. He dropped to the floor with dead weight as I focused my attention on the other alpha. He jumped up, charging straight at me. I don't know what had gotten into me, but it seemed as if everything was in slow motion. The alpha that was charging me still hadn't made much distance as I looked over at the boy I had been obsessing over. His tragic eyes were swelled with tears, falling down his smooth face helplessly. He didn't know I was here. He had accepted his fate. He knew there was nothing he could do in this situation but beg them to let him go. That alone ignited a fire in me. I wouldn't let anything happen to him again.

As time returned to normal I side stepped the alpha charging me and spun around, hitting him with all the power I could muster in my fist. Like his friend, he dropped to the floor with dead weight. "Fucking sickos!" I growled before turning back to the omega boy.

He was still shaking, completely unaware that he wasn't in danger anymore. I reached forward attempting to touch him, only to almost be kicked in the face as he squirmed and wiggled. His eyes were closed as he fought with all his strength to protect himself. Even in such a vulnerable state he had willed himself to fight.

"Hey...hey...calm down. I'm not going to hurt you," I said as soothingly as possible. I watched his long eyelashes part, revealing those sparkling blue eyes that had captured me the moment I laid eyes on them.

"M-Max?" He stuttered, quickly pulling his legs to his chest. He still looked scared. Not necessarily of me, but the fact that an Alpah was in the room with him while he was in heat. Jacob had described to me in great detail how scary it was to be in the same room as alpha when in heat. The omega's body was aroused and needed stimulation and contact. It yearned for it more than anything. It's only purpose being to mate and conceive. The alphas natural instinct was to act on that behavior. The pheromones alone was enough to turn any alpha in a predictor. Luckily, I had enough control and sense never to act one my deep desires.

"I...I won't do anything to you, I promise. But I have to get you out of here," I explained. I could tell that he didn't trust me. He had every right not to. What was stopping me from bringing him to my hotel room and raping him? I had to consider ever possibility and reassure him that I would keep him safe.

"Listen, I'm just trying to help. Last night...when we were together~. I couldn't stop thinking about you. You said I'd forget, but I didn't. I don't even know your name, yet your all I think about. I'd never do anything to hurt you. It isn't who I am and..."

"Drake," the omega mumbled, interrupting my rambling.

"Huh?" I replied.

"Drake, that's my name," he said. His eyes were filled with fear. He was taking a leap of faith, hoping that it wouldn't backfire. Hoping that I wouldn't abuse this situation. With a small smile I nodded my head and said, "Drake is a wonderful name."