A True Alpha Chapter 44

Chapter 44

“Ohh! Ohh! Ohh!” Raven cheered the second the odor of the simmering meal wafted her way as she entered the apartment.  “Lexa you fucking goddess what is that you got cooking?”

“Shh, she is lecturing Clarke.” Octavia warned, leaning back in her stool at the kitchen's island. 

“God what happened this time.” Raven worried, removing her jacket. 

“You are showing!” Octavia attempted to retain her strong alpha demeanor, but more than a little over ecstatic excitement slipping through. 

“And you are drinking?” Raven raised a judging eyebrow.

“I had a long day!” Octavia defended quickly. 

“I'm sure you did but-”

“Am I not allowed to have a drink in my own home? Or do I just have to throw out all my drinks with Clarke's” Octavia spat with a quick glance to her various bottles of rather hard alcohol she had purchased years ago to have her own at home bar. 

“Well! No. But-” 

“Good. Because I'm not gonna.” 

“No one is asking you to love.” Raven took a much more restrained approach. “But you know how much all of this is hurting Lexa.” 

“It's Clarke who can't hold her liquor, not me. And she's already got all the sympathy she is gonna get from me for a good long while.” 

“She didn't mean to hurt me.” 

“Yeah? Well, I don't mean to kill her, but sometimes accidents happen.” 

“O!” Raven snapped. 

The alpha growled and mumbled. 

“You will not hurt my best friend. 

“She lays a fucking finger on you again and-”

“Stop.” Raven wrapped her arms around the fuming alpha from behind.

Octavia continued grumbling. 

“Hey, happy thoughts, your omega is showing.” Raven reminded, gracing her lips along Octavia's neck. 

Growls sweetened almost all the way to purrs. 

“That's it baby.” 

“I am gonna eat you till you scream tonight.” Octavia warned. 

“What! I! Oh god baby!”

“Seeing my mate with that bump.” Octavia spun around, wrapping one arm around Raven and pressing her free hand to the small hill that was her omega's core. “God, you are lucky I haven't ripped your clothes off yet!” She followed with hungry kisses, nipping at Raven's lips impatient. 

“That! Ohh! That sounds nice.” 

“Such a good girl.” 

“I… but really. The… the beer.” Raven fought to focus as Octavia's fingers slipped lower. 

“I'm an adult, I'm allowed to drink responsibly in my own home.” O deflected. 

“But… oh god! You are doing that now!”

“Yup, I am.”

“R! Right here in the kitchen!” 

“Like my dirty little girl doesn't like the thought of getting caught.”

“O! Octavia!”

“Ah and you are just so wet.” 

“I- I'm no… not!” Raven fought weakly. 

“My soaked fingers tell a different story.” 

“Fucking Christ, why are you so good at that?” 

“Because you are my omega, and I know just how to make you!”

“Oh! Oh! Oh! Slow down!” Raven grabbed at Octavia's arm desperately. 

“That's it.” 

“Wanna talk bout this!” Raven fought through gasps, now unable to stop quick juts and needy rolls into the alpha's fingertips. 

“I have something to talk about!” Octavia lit up. “How quickly do you think I would have you cumming apart at the seams if I actually slipped a finger inside you?” 

“Don't you!” Raven panted and glared as she felt the alpha's fingers teasing at her entrance.

“But you are so wet, and you look like you need it, sooo bad.” 

“Fuck! O!” Raven whimpered. 

“And you know just how fast I can find that spot that just makes you go-” 

Raven clutched desperately at Octavia's shoulders, bruising them as she muffled screams and moans by biting her lip. 

“Such a good good girl, cumming so easy.” Octavia caught her mate as her knees gave out. 

“Asshole.” Raven griped out of breath. 

“Now is that any way to talk to the woman who just gave you such a wonderful orgasm?” 

“You'll live, but my panties are ruined.” 

“And yet somehow I'm not all broken up about it?” 

“Stop drinking in front of Lexa, please? At least until Clarke is sober?” Raven fought to stand on her own once more. 

“And how long is that gonna take?” 

“It took her about two weeks and a half last time.”

“But how long do you think it will take this time?”

“I don't know.” 

“How long will what take?” Lexa reentered, wiping already red and puffy eyes. 

“Oh, nothing!” “How long for Clarke to get sober?” Raven and Octavia spoke over each other. 

“Oh.” Lexa crumbled. 

“A little tact next time!” Raven glared at her mate before blushing bright burgundy, realizing that the alpha's hand was still down her pants. 

“I… it's fine Raven. Don't worry. I'm accustomed to her bluntness.” Lexa paused before commenting on the two all but huddled together. “You two ok?” 

“Yup, just fine!” Raven yelped.

“I just needed to hold my beautiful little omega.”

“Oh… ok.” Lexa whimpered, still so caught in her own head filled with self-doubt, crippling feeling of being insufficient, and the weight of the world. 

“Well, whatever you got cookin over there smells great! So I'm gonna go wash up before dinner.” 

“Yeah.” Lexa agreed emptily. 

“Such a shame, I'm gonna miss my favorite part, licking you off of my fingers as I make you watch.” Octavia taunted her omega, removing her hand with a taunting flick at Raven's clit. 

“F… fuck!” Raven moaned out, her body quivering with another round of aftershocks. 

“You sure you two are ok?” Lexa checked once more, only after Octavia was already off and gone. 

“Yeah.” 

“You, just seem, a little weary on your feet.” 

“Yeah, I'm fine. Just been a long day.” Raven offered a smile to the distracted alpha. Feeling her knees still an unreliable source of stability, Raven decided to steal her alpha's stool. The moment she sat down she deeply regretted not running off with Octavia for at least a dry pair of panties. Wishing to distract herself she spoke up. “So, I heard you were giving Clarke a lecture?” 

“It's not like she heard it.”

“Yeah… she tends not to listen for at least seventy-two hours after her last drink.” 

“Yeah…. Wait! What! Three days!” 

“Well yeah.” 

“Why the fuck do you say three days!” 

“Because, as much as I love her, that alpha can't stand pain, and she gets terrified when the tremors come.”

“Tremors?” Lexa thought back to how Clarke shook just before she asked Lexa to go out to grab them lunch, and then how she returned to see her hammered mate on the floor. 

“Yeah, Clarke gets em pretty bad.” 

“I forgot, you've been through this before!” 

“Yes. In fact, I have.” Raven acknowledged. 

“How did you get her to stop?” 

“Me?” 

“Yes you!” Lexa pressed. 

“I mean I don't know that I so much got her to stop as much as told her she had a problem and was there for her when she needed support. That and I dumped all the booze she had. That helped a lot.” 

“How long did it take you to find it all?” 

“Oh? At least a week. I was never sure if Clarke was just that good at hiding the stuff, or if she would simply frequently forget that she had left it somewhere while she was drunk and find it later. 

“But that really helped that much?” Lexa hoped. 

“Well yeah, but that was a couple of years ago. Back before Clarke turned 21.” 

It took Lexa a good couple of moments to process exactly how the new knowledge affected things. “So it won't actually do anything to help if I throw out all her vodka?” The alpha's heart sank and she attempted to hide it by redirecting her attention to the meal she had been preparing.

“I… no probably not.” Raven grimace. 

Lexa's hand shook as she attempted to stir her stew. 

“It will be ok.” 

“How! How Raven! How will it be ok at all! How will any of it be ok! Clarke is drinking herself silly, and, and, and there is nothing you or Octavia, or I can do about it! I'm here alpha! I'm supposed to be able to protect her! Keep her safe!” But… I! I can't do anything.” 

“Lexa.” 

“Don't argue! You know it is true!” 

“Lexa. You are doing everything you can. I know it doesn't feel like much, but it is what she needs most. As long as you are patient and loving at her side, she will get through this.” 

“I really hope you are right.” 

“I am.” Raven assured. 

Not long after Octavia returned and the three enjoyed their meal together, doing their best to forget about it any subtle angers, frustrations, and fears. Octavia even swapped to water after her first beer was gone for worry of concerning or stressing Lexa. Not that she didn't receive a sizeable reward in the form of her omega cuddling and nuzzling up to her happily. Raven was deeply and wonderfully appreciative of the alpha offering the hidden kindness for her friend, immediately finding a new seat in the alpha's lap and adoringly clinging to her. 

Seeing her friends grow so affectionate quickly became a strong sign for Lexa, signifying to her that it was probably about time to return to her alpha and their bed. Just in case Clarke was still awake and hungry Lexa hobbled together a small bowl for Clarke. She then waived off her goodbyes hastily before any of Raven or Octavia's clothes came flying off; it was certain to happen sooner rather than later and Lexa was confident she wanted to be gone before sooner came. 

“Clarke?” Lexa whispered, slipping in past the cracked door. 

The still inebriated alpha turned on the floor and groaned softly, new light flooding into the room which had previously only been illuminated by her phone screen.

“Why are you still on the floor love?”

“It's comfy down here?”

“More like it's easier than slovenly shambling your way back into the bed.” Lexa countered with more of a smile than was truly appropriate.

“Pretty much.” 

“Want some dinner?”

“Dinner sounds nice.” Clarke looked up at Lexa who was now standing directly above her.

“Sit up at least then.” Lexa waited for no woman as she spun Clarke and her comforter cocoon around and helped Clarke sit up, positioning her against the bed.

“Hehe, my alpha is strong.” 

“Yeah, mine is too, even if she hasn’t been showing it so much lately.” Lexa pushed the bowl into Clarke’s chest with slightly more force than she had intended. “Eat up, I’m tired, and I’m pretty sure you’ll need me to help you up into bed.”  

“I don’t need you to help me with anything Lexa!” Clarke shot up to unstable feet.

“Clarke.” Lexa sighed

“You know what! I don’t fucking care! You wouldn’t treat a fucking omega this way! And I’m an alpha! I am your alpha! But you are treating me like I’m fucking helpless!” 

The next words to come out of Lexa’s mouth would sear themselves into her memory as easily her greatest mistake with an immense margin. “Aren’t you tho?”

End of Chapter 44