Alpha's Little Secret

Chapter 13| A Warning

I wasn't the one who needed an apology. As much as I wanted Drake to move on from all of this crap, it was ultimately up to him. "If you want him to know how you feel then you should talk to him yourself," I said, finally stepping out of the way so she could fully enter the apartment. The woman looked around inspecting the place as if she owned it. Or maybe she just wanted Drake to live somewhere more comfortable?

When Drake finally came out of his room, he froze. "M-mom?" Drake's soft voice had fallen into a whisper as he stared at the woman. He was still pale in the face and puffy eyed from crying his eyes out before I decided to answer his door. He was in no shape to face her right this moment.

"Hello Drake," she replied

I stood there quietly, waiting for some kind of reaction. I had no control over how Drake would respond. All I could do was be there when he did. The presence of his mother made things complicated within him. He was very conflicted and confused with himself. On one hand she understood why he left and on the other she allowed for him to be abused.

"I..." the woman began, briefly stopping to gather her words and thoughts. "Every morning I go to your room, hoping that your there. Hoping that the happy little boy who used to raid my makeup drawers for the right foundation or begged me to let him go to fashion week was still there.We used to be so close. You were the only one who truly understood me because..."

"I'm the only omega child," Drake elaborated. I was a fly on the wall at this point. I couldn't make any harsh judgements without meeting Drake's siblings. However, I knew it was likely that Drake would be close to his mother. They both were omegas who were part of a very rich family. I could only imagine the things they had to put up with.

"I miss you. I miss us spending time together. We..." Drake closed his eyes and took a deep unsettling breath before shaking his head. He had every right to feel as if everything his mother missed didn't matter anymore. It wouldn't change what happened and it wouldn't heal what was already dead. She had failed him

"I spent a very long time on my own mom. I had to grow up really fast and make decisions no one my age should have to make. I...I did things that were unspeakable just to support myself..." Drake was becoming increasingly upset as he continued to speak. Out of desperation to stop him from completely breaking down I grabbed his hand. "-I thought no one loved me for so long, that there was no point for me to respect myself. So I just allowed it to continue. I tried to convince myself that it was just for the money, but it wasn't. It was because I wanted to feel something. An ounce of anything. Then...then..." Drake's already puffy eyes looked at me. He looked at me like I was some kind of hero. The person who saved him. The person who showed him how to feel again. However I wasn't any of that. I was just someone who truly cared about him. Someone who loved him.

"I-I get it, Cookie(Drake's childhood nickname). There's not a day that goes by that I don't regret not fighting for you," she replied sincerely. I could tell Drake had went over this in his head. The exact moment his mother tried to crawl her way back into his life, but it would take more than just understanding. Time and healing would only mend what had been lost.

"You don't get it and you never will!None of you will! You and father,my siblings, everyone who knew about it...they all looked the other way when I cried out for help! Father didn't even know...he didn't even know that I got pregnant by that monster. If I didn't run, he would've made me keep the baby. He would've made me suffer through it like everything else. So coming here and telling me you understand things when you don't have the slightest clue is useless! What do you even want from me?!" I thought Drake didn't have any more tears to give. He was being faced with so much of his past trauma all at once that it seemed impossible to handle.

Drake's mother looked pitiful as she wallowed in her guilt. She deserved to feel like this. She deserved to bare the sin of failing to protect her most vulnerable child.

"I just wanted you to know that I'm sorry for being a weak mother. I'm sorry for not being there when you got the abortion. I'm sorry for letting that man do that to you. I'm sorry that you had to do things with your body to support yourself. I'm sorry that I never had the courage to face your father. He's the only thing I've ever known since I was a little girl. I never expected him to let this happen. I just want you to know that we won't try to control your life any longer. I've made the proper arrangements for you to be with Maxwell,"she explained. What did she mean by arrangements? Did she have to make some kind of deal with Drake's father?

"Mother, do you mean..."

The woman nodded before Drake could finish speaking. She seemed more uncomfortable with whatever this was than Drake.

"Nikolai wishes to see you. He says he'll call the marriage off while letting the business merger continue, if you allow one full day to..."

"No!" I spoke in Drake's place. The fear that shot through me at the mention of this Nikolai person told me that this was the monster Drake never wanted to give a name to. This was the unnamed man that I wanted to kill.

"With all do respect Maxwell, this is the only way my husband will allow your courtship with our son to continue. If Drake doesn't agree to meet Nikolai..."

"Please! Stop saying that man's name!" I shouted, startling the woman. Drake was literally trembling. This wasn't just fear, this was pure terror.

"I'm sorry...Drake's supposed ex fiancé. If he doesn't agree to meet him. My husband will go to the press and expose you for courting and marking our son," the woman explained. So her plan wasn't just to apologize. She was here to warn us.