Dark Side of the Omega

His Addiction

Zac's POV

I blink my eyes a few times waking up. Why the fuck is it so bright in here? Our curtains are closed. The light has never bothered me this much before. My head is pounding. I feel like I've been ran over by a bus multiple times. I rub my eyes before sitting up to look around.

Where's our Little Light? What happened? Why do I feel like shit?

I feel like shit too, thanks to you! Az snaps back. You really don't remember a thing, do you?

If I did, would I be asking?!

You're so moody. We got wasted last night. Our sweet mate took care of us.

Shit. We haven't drank like that in a few months. We were doing so well.

There's more. You were a horn dog and started feeling up our little mate. Not that I minded feeling his curves and leaving light kisses on his perfect, smooth skin. But-

No! Tell me we didn't force our mark on him! I'll never forgive myself!

Of course not, dumb dumb. We're not that bad. Just horny.

"Zac?" I hear the beautiful, melodic sound of my Little Light's voice.

"Little Light, come here." I pat the bed beside me where I want him to sit.

He climbs up onto the bed sitting beside me. I change my mind, last minute, and pull him into my lap wrapping my arms around his waist laying my head on his shoulder. He starts squirming around a little. I tighten my grip a little on his hips as a warning.

"Sorry." He whispers.

I kiss the back of his head. "Are you okay? I'm sorry about earlier."

"You're asking me if I'm okay? I want to know if you're okay." He crosses his arms putting on an adorable pout.

"Of course, I'm okay." I chuckle before kissing his shoulder.

"Zac." He pauses. "Seriously, you don't need to be this strong Alpha around me. I'm here to be your rock. Let me in. Please." He turns around to straddle me placing a hand on my cheek and I instantly lean into his touch. It's so calming.

I don't understand how he does it. He can bring out all these emotions inside of me. I've never cared for anyone so deeply before. Obviously, I would do anything for my family. But with Jasper, it's different. He makes me want to be a better person. Just for him.

"I guess-" I pause, then continue. "I know why I acted that way, but I never wanted to be like that towards Eli. He was just trying to be a good friend."

"I'm positive he's not mad at you." Jasper strokes my cheek a few times.

"I hope so." I sigh.

My heart hurts thinking about how I treated Elias. We've been best friends since we were pups. He's always been smaller than the others. He's a few inches shorter and less muscular than most of the males and even some of the females, in the pack. He didn't start catching up in height until he reached 18 years old. He's also never had the best self confidence. He tends to put himself down sometimes. He's much better about how he sees himself now, but there are times you can see him falter.

When we were younger, Eli and I were always together. You would hardly ever see us separated from each other. I always felt this urge to take care of him. Especially, since his parents died when he was really young. He's like a little brother to me.

I remember the first time I protected Eli from a few stupid, human teens in high school...

~Flashback~