The Alpha's Weakness

Chapter 10

---Zayla

After our failed love attempt, Owen was asleep and I was thinking about running off.  I got up and went down to the kitchen.  I made some hot chocolate and sat on the couch wrapped up in a blanket.

I heard Owen wake up about 20 minutes later.  I was asleep on the couch with my head resting on my arms.  I felt Owen's arms slid under me as he lifted me off the couch.  I jumped slightly waking up.  "Found you."  he said.  "I found your note.  I guess you were too tired to run off."

"Wasn't going to.  Wanted walk.  Too tired.  Too scared."  I mumbled curling up to his chest.  He carried me upstairs and settled me on the bed.  He climbed into bed beside me and slid his arms around me.

The next morning, I was in the kitchen making breakfast.  I was cutting up some fruit while the breakfast casserole baked.  "I knew I smelled someone good.  I mean something."  Owen said coming downstairs.  I turned around and he slid his arms around me hugging me tight.  He pressed his face into my neck.

"Owen, can we go out with Savannah and Tyler tonight?"  I asked.  He pulled away slightly to look at me.  "Please.  I just want to go have some fun with you and my best friends.  Please."

"Where would we go?"  he asked.

"Somewhere I can just relax and be with you.  Last night...  I'm so sorry.  I just I was scared after I heard someone outside a-and..."

"Hey, I understand.  It's okay.  We can go hang out with them, but afterwards, you're all mine."

We met Tyler and Savannah at me and Savannah's old hang out.  Owen's hand holding mine as we walked over to Tyler and Savannah.  "You look tired."  Savannah said.

"Bad night."  I said.

"She's ready for some fun."  Owen said putting his arm around me.  He held me against his side as we went inside.  "I've never been here before."

"That's what happens when Zayla robs the cradle and you were serving the country."

"I'm barely robbing the cradle."  I said.

"Babe, I am about 6 years younger than you."  Owen said and I swatted his chest.  "She's still freakin' amazing."

"Come on, sweet talker."  I said pulling him along.

"Z can devour a whole bottle of tequila if you let her.  She is one of the goofiest drunks you'll ever meet."

"And here I thought she was a virgin to alcohol."  Owen said  pinching my behind.  I swatted his hand away.

"I haven't been drunk in a while."  I said.

"I'm getting you drunk."  he said.  "I do not drink.  It's a bad idea for me to drink."

"Okay.  Well, it's important for you to know."  I said.  "When I get drunk, I get hot and bothered."  I said in his ear tugging on the front of his jeans.  He smiled.

Savannah and I were having fun, Tyler and Owen were watching from a distance as we danced around laughing.  We returned to the guys and I sat down in Owen's lap which in allowed with no problem.  I slid my hands under the table catching Owen's attention.

"Uh oh."  Owen said making me laugh.  I slid my underpants off from under my skirt and stuffed them in his hand.

"I left something in the car."  I said standing up.

"We'll be back."  Owen said letting me tug him toward the door.

He helped me into the backseat and got in.  He closed and locked the door.  He pulled me into his lap.  I kissed him hungrily and tugged his shirt out of his pants.  "Shirt off."  I said in his ear.

He tugged his shirt off and unbuttoned his jeans.  He kissed my neck and unbuttoned my blouse.  He pressed his lips to my throat.

I fixed my clothes moving over.  Owen fixed his boxers and his jeans.

We got home and I was sitting at the kitchen counter drinking some water.  Owen came in and leaned on the counter.  "So, you're only comfortable having sex with me while you're drunk?"

"What?"  I asked hurt by his statement.

"You were drunk.  That's the only reason why we had sex right?"  he asked.

"I-I wasn't even buzzed."  I said dumping my water.  I went upstairs.  I climbed into bed after changing into my pajamas.

"Zayla, I'm sorry."  Owen said.

"Don't bother.  I'm just drunk right?"  I said.

"I'm sorry."  he said.

"No, you're not.  You're just saying that so I forgive you and let you sleep with me.  I am capable wanting to have sex while not being drunk.  We have in fact proven that many times."  I said.  "Either go sleep somewhere else or tell me to leave so you can have your bed back."

"Zayla, please."

"You know what the problem is?  You want me to tell you what the problem is?"  I sat up, putting my arms around my knees.  "Do you?"  I asked getting pissed off.

"Yes.  You want things and you start things, then I feel like shit when you get scared and start crying."

"How do you not get this?"  I snapped putting my head in my hands.

"Talk to me Zayla.  I can't get it when you don't tell me."

"It's so freaking hard to do anything in here anymore.  I wasn't loved when I was with Justin.  I was often raped when he wanted to have anything to do with me.  Luckily, he was nice enough to save my virginity.  I turned to you because you said you would help me.  I come back here and stay with you and you end up choking me."  he cringed at the memory.  "Then I trusted you to come back here.  We are in the same room where it happened.  I get raped and I get scared.  You think I like being scared?  My problem is this whole freaking house.  So please, leave me alone."  I started stuffing my things into a bag.

"Please, don't go."  he said.

"I need to go.  I am not staying here anymore."

"Zayla, please."

"I don't want to be here anymore!"  I said with a very sharp tone.  "You can't make me stay."

I got to the hotel I was going to be staying at.  I was sitting on the couch in the hotel room.  Feeling like absolute crap for hurting Owen like I did.