The Alpha's Weakness

Chapter 8

---Zayla

"So you're staying for another couple of weeks?"  Owen asked.

"Yeah."  I said.

"Okay.  Will you remember to call me?"  he asked.

"Of course I will."  I said looking up from the bathroom sink, seeing the markings on my face which consisted of cuts and bruises.

"Okay.  I'll miss you."

"I'll miss you too.  It's only a couple of weeks."

"I know."  he said.  "I'll call you back after my meeting?"  he asked.

"Sure."  I said.

"Okay.  I love you."

"I love you too."  I said.  We hung up.  We never said goodbye especially if a phone call was going to come later in the day.

"Did you tell him?"  my mom asked leaning in the doorway.

"No."  I said walking passed her into the room I was staying.  It hurt to move and I had to get to the pharmacy.  I stuffed my clothes into my bag and grabbed my other bag.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm not staying here.  If Owen knew what your so called boyfriend did, he'd kill him."  I said.

"What you don't want to spend time with me anymore?"

"No."  I said.  "Not worth it.  I'm finding a place to stay until the bruises clear up."  I said.

After my trip to the pharmacy, I called Owen's mom.  "Hello."

"Hi mama Vance."

"Hi Zayla how's your trip?"

"Not so great.  I need your help and you can't tell Owen."

"Honey are you in trouble?"

"I'll tell Owen when I'm ready.  I just need your help, please?"

"If he finds out he'll be upset."  she said.  "What's wrong?"

"I was raped.  Last night."  I said.

"Where are you now?"  she said jumping into her protective mother mode.

"The hotel across the street from the airport in Seattle."  I said.

"I'll be there in a few hours."

"Please, don't tell Owen."  I said.

"Don't worry, okay?  Stay put."

Owen called about two hours later.  "Hey, what's going on?"

"What do you mean?"  I asked.

"My mom just said she was going to Seattle.  Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine."  I said.

"Zayla..."  he said.

"Owen.  Please.  I just..."

"What happened?  I need to know that you are okay."  he said.  "Please, baby."  he begged.

"I need your mom's help.  That's all I can tell you right now.  I'll tell you more when I'm ready, but right now I can't.  Please understand."  I said.  "Please Owen.  Please."  I said softly.

"Okay."  he said.

That night, I was sitting at the police station with Owen's mom, they were bringing Dominic in once they were able to gather the evidence.  I looked up when the door opened.  "I didn't tell him.  He must have overheard the phone call with his dad.  I just told his dad we were going to report something."  I stood up and Owen saw me.  I nearly ran to him, he caught me lifting me off the floor.  He pressed his face into my neck.  I sobbed into his neck.

"I told you you needed him here."  his mom said as Owen carried me over to the waiting area.  He sat down with me in his lap.

After Dominic was arrested for rape, assault, and domestic violence, Owen held the door open for us as we left the police station.  "Well, I don't have a room booked and your father is expecting me home."

"We'll be back in a few days."  Owen said.

At the hotel, I was sitting in the bathtub, Owen on the opposite end with his head propped up with his hand.  "I was going to show up anyway."  he said.  "I'm glad I did."

"I wasn't trying to keep it from you."

"I know and I understand.  You were raped and you acted on impulse.  You were afraid I would look at you differently.  I love you and I'm not mad.  I knew you would have told me eventually.  That guy is just lucky that he was in police custody."

A knock on the hotel room door caught his attention.  He grabbed a complimentary hotel robe and stood up.  He got out putting it on.  "Hey, I was looking at your butt."  I said making him laugh.  He gave me a kiss.

"I can give you a lot more to look at."  he went to get the door.

"I'm looking for my daughter."  my mom said.

"She's busy right now.  You aren't welcome here."  he said closing the door in her face and locking it.  He called for security to escort my mother out.  He handed me a tiny towel and I threw it at him.  He laughed and grabbed a big bath towel and helped me out of the tub.  The sight of the markings all over me made him angry.

"You are looking at me differently."  I said.

"No.  I'm just mad I didn't get to beat the shit out of him."  he said tossing his robe aside before putting on a pair of jeans.  He handed me his shirt and grabbed his bag.  He dug through it and found his toothbrush and toothpaste.

"You didn't bring much of anything."

"It was the heat of the moment."  he said with a smile.  He went to brush his teeth while I put on his button shirt.

"I hope you brushing your teeth means you'll actually kiss me."  I said.

"I didn't want to risk bad breath."  he said leaning in the doorway.

"It's too bad you put your jeans on."  I said.

"You said wait until marriage."  he said.

"When is that going to be?"  I asked.

"I don't know when do you want it to be?"  he asked

"You have to ask me first."  I said.

"I'll ask you.  When you least expect it."  he said.

"Well, I want you.  It's been almost three weeks since I last saw you.  I want to do things."  I said.

"As much as I want to, we had an agreement."

"But..."

"When you aren't healing from a rape, okay?" he said going into the bathroom to brush his teeth.  I leaned in the doorway.

"Will you at least give me some sort of sign that you aren't..."  I said.  He looked at me.  "Repulsed to be near me after what happened?"  I asked.

"What?  You think that's why I don't want to have sex?"

"No."  I said softly.

"Baby, I told you.  We both agreed to wait.  You could be in pain because of any damage done due to the rape."  he said.  "I want to.  Very badly, but I also want you to enjoy it and not be in pain."  he rinsed his mouth and turned off the bathroom light.  "Give it time and if you still want to so badly, after you are healed, I'll be more than happy to do the dirty."  He said with a smile, leaning his forehead against mine.  "I love you and I want to take care of you."  he said.  " I want you to be comfortable."

"Make-out date?"  I asked.

"Only if you put pants on."  he said making me laugh.