Alpha's Little Secret

Chapter 23| Wanting To Want (1)

I knew Drake was thinking the same thing I was. There was no possible way he hadn't noticed how obedient and quiet Oscar was at lunch today. It was as if he was only there for appearances and nothing more. He was basically the stereotypical omega who was just supposed to be seen and not heard.

"Do you think that...that maybe Dylan's abusing him?" I asked a mostly naked Drake. The boy was fresh out the shower with a towel wrapped around his waist and his wet hair slicked back, exposing his soft feminine face. His sparkling eyes looked at me with so much weight in them, that it made me feel like an idiot for even bringing any of this up.

"I know you can't help yourself max, but you can't save everyone. Sometimes..." Drake shook his head and let his eyes fall to the floor."-sometimes we can't control everything and..."

"So your saying I shouldn't get involved? After everything you went though, you want me to keep quiet? I'm sorry, but I can't. No one deserves to go through what you went through. That's..."

Drake cut me off by slamming his fist against the wall. I physically jumped back, startled by the sudden movement. Drake rarely expressed his frustration with me. It was rare in itself that he ever got frustrated with me. "You're not the one who went though it Max! This isn't your mess!" He reiterated. Maybe that was true. Maybe I had a hero complex. Maybe I was just tired of seeing omegas being hurt. Or maybe I never wanted Drake to be reminded of his past.

"Drake, I understand that but..."

"If you understood than you'd leave it alone...but I know you! I know you'll get involved because that's what you do! That's what you did with me and that's what you'll do with Oscar!" He was overthinking it. Did he honestly think I wanted another omega around. If I wanted that I would've invited Jacob on this vacation as well.

"Drake, your..."

"No! Drake nothing! You like them broken so you can just walk in and make them fall in love with you by fixing them. But guess what Max! I'm not something that can just be fixed! I'm not an object! I'm..."

"Drake!" I shouted. The emotional boy flinched, almost on the verge of tears as he looked at me like I had crossed line he thought I'd never cross. I had never raised my voice at him. Not even once. So much had happened to him that I didn't want to be the one that added thunder to his storm of a traumatic life.

"-Fuck! All I want is for you to be happy! It's all I ever wanted! It's not me trying to fix you! It's...It's more than that!" I tried to explain. Drake shook his head while letting his arms fall to his sides like he had given up.

"Happy? I can't even bring myself to marry you because I'm scared of what it would become. I'm scared of you Max. I'm scared of an Alpha having that much control over me again." His fears weren't irrational, but fearing me. I didn't understand that. How could he not trust me at this point? Hadn't I proven myself?

"You deserve better than me Max. You..."

"Sit down!" I demanded, cutting his rambling short. He was overthinking and over reacting to emotions that were very much real. If only he'd acknowledge that he was allowed to feel them.

Drake slowly sat down on the bed, looking up from his position like he had lost all hope. "If I have to tell you everyday that I only want you! That I only love you! Then I will. From the start I've been obsessed. Before I even knew your name. So this bullshit about finding someone better. There is no one better. I don't want some mindless drone who only serves me because they are required to. I want someone who fights for themselves. I want someone who's willing to let me take care of them even when they don't want me to. I want someone who's unlike any omega I've ever met before...and that someone is you." There weren't words that could define how I felt about Drake. I just wished he saw that. I knew he felt it, but his mind refused to see the bigger picture.