Alpha's Little Secret

Chapter 25| Omega (1)

Drake's P.O.V

I held my naked legs to my chest and looked out over the still water, basking in the beautiful quietness of the evening. The sun was just setting over the horizon casting saturated oranges and reds that reflected off the clear blue ocean water. I tended to enjoy these moments alone. It allowed me to think clearly.

I let my eyes hover the still water, watching little families of fish swim about below. Sometimes I wished I could have something similar. A big family that stayed together at all times. I was aware that my brothers were at least trying to mend things with me and my mother was constantly calling me. I also had Max who was a mystery all in itself. Things were moving so quickly in my life that it felt like I was trying to keep up with myself. Maxwell was so invested. I didn't understand how someone like him could even consider the possibility of keeping me around. I knew that he hated when I'd question it, but I just couldn't make sense of it. I wanted to believe that Max would want someone more confident that could take care of him. Not the other way around. Max was constantly taking care of me and I hated it. I hated that I was so useless. I hated that I couldn't be an asset or benefit his career in some way. I hated that he'd act like it wasn't an issue. Like all he ever wanted for me was my happiness. There had to be more. At first I thought it was just sex. He was amazing at pleasing me regardless of my heats. I didn't mind giving my body to him, but then I realized it wasn't that. The sex we had was simply because it was something we both wanted to do with each other. I still hadn't found what exactly he wanted from me and I understood that I'd never get a legit answer because he was blinded by love.

Love was so sick and twisted. It had caused my father to send my into the abyss of my living hell because he thought it was the right thing to do. It had caused my mother to turn a blind eye to me because she wanted to keep our family together. Love was selfish like that. It did nothing but hurt people. That's why I couldn't understand Max's motives. I didn't want love, yet here I was. I was falling deeper and deeper into it's grasp, already knowing the outcome. In the end, I'd just end up being it's next victim.

"Drake!"

My head snapped up at my name. My eyes scanned my surroundings landing on Max. He was standing in front of me with worry pouring out of his face. He had just gotten out of the shower. I could tell by the way his wet hair was slicked back.

After our eventful morning we had spent most of the day doing our own thing. He had gone out to explore the island a little more and I stayed in the rental house to relax. I couldn't exactly move like I wanted to anyway. I was way to sore to move normally.

"I've been calling your name for like 5 minutes. Is everything okay?" He asked, sitting down next to me. I let my head fall on his shoulder, allowing my eyes to focus back on the water. Whenever I was deep in thought he could feel it. Being marked by him was a gift and a curse. It allowed me to feel his warmth wherever I was, but it also kept me from hiding things. Things that I didn't want to talk about.

"Are you upset with me? Was it this morning? You know if you don't want to do things like that then you don't ha..."

"No...it's not that. I...I wanted that too," I said, stopping him from assuming that he was overstepping. He tended to blame himself for things that he couldn't control. How I felt inside was never because of him. It was me that couldn't get over myself.

"Drake, talk to me. I know it's been hard for you. Getting used to living with me. Is it your brothers? Do you want to go home and..."

"No...No it's just...I know I've asked this a million time, but..." I looked into Max's glossy eyes, my reflection bouncing off his auburn brown irises. "What do you want from me?"

Max was frozen in time, his eyes refusing to blink for what felt like eternity. "I feel like you want my answer to be something selfish. Something that's tangible and makes sense, when in reality it doesn't. What I want from you isn't something you can just give or get. It isn't something I want. It's something you just naturally have. That thing that makes you..." Max lowered his face to my level, pecking me on the lips. "-You"

"Me?" I had little comprehension of what that even was. I still didn't know who that person was that Max had fallen for. I didn't know myself. I spent years hiding, acting as if I didn't care what happened to my body because I felt like what happened to it didn't matter. I guess I had treated the idea of myself that same way. I just didn't care.

"I'm still learning who that is Max," I tried to explain. Max smiled warmly at me, probably understanding this more than I ever would.

"And that's okay. I see you Drake. I see the real you all the time. When you smile. When you laugh. When your able to be open with me like this. Every part of you that we know and every part of you that we're getting to know I want unconditionally," he relayed. I could not look away. If I did I felt as if I'd ruin the moment he made me realize that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him.

"Uhhh...hello. I don't mean to interrupt but I'm looking for Dylan. I can't seem to find him anywhere," a soft voice spoke. Standing at the entrance of the back patio was Oscar. He looked almost afraid as he approached us.

"What's the matter Oscar? Did something happen with you and Dylan?" Max asked. Oscar nervously fiddled with his fingers and looked to the ground.

"H-He called off the wedding. W-we had a big fight and he told me that he didn't love me," the omega explained. Just by looking at him I could tell he was scared. He probably didn't even care that Dylan didn't love him. There was a chance he was more concerned with his family finding out. His father in particular.

"Oscar is home safe?" I asked, breaking away from Max. The omega didn't look at me, instead he began to silently cry. Tears fell down his perfect face dropping to the wooden patio below.

"I have to marry Dylan or I'll be punished. I don't understand what's wrong with me? Why doesn't he love me? Why doesn't he use me when I'm in heat? Am I that digesting to him?" The boy questioned. I felt my stomach turning. Up to this point Oscar was in survival mode. It's all he knew how to do.

"Oscar, Dylan wants someone who has needs as well. He probably feels like he barely knows you. Just being a virgin omega isn't enough for some alphas," I explained. I was beginning to realize this myself. Alphas like Max and Dylan desired something much deeper than what was on the outside.

"I-I don't know how to be anything else. My entire life I've been told that if I stay quiet and out of the way then I'd make the perfect omega to marry. That's what this is so confusing to me. I..."

I hugged the clueless boy, feeling as though he needed to step foot into the real world for a change. He needed to explore life on his own. It was how I realized that there was more to life than just letting an Alpha control you forever. I looked back at Max who had the same expression as me. We had to help Oscar. If we didn't he'd end up in a worse situation than Dylan.

"Oscar...would you like to come home with us?" I asked.