Runaway Omega Chapter 149 - - 149 A Whole Lot Of Somethin’ Goin On

Synnahn’s Point Of View

"Did you have fun today?" Master asked, as he washed my hair.

"Yeah... I really did. I really like Tristan, and his siblings too. Thank you for bringing here..." I replied.

Tristan was so much fun to be around. I was a bit nervous at first, being around him too much was bad for my heart. Considering that he was the mate of my Master’s Master, he was basically a Master himself.

But all my worries lted away when he started teaching how to read and write. I was having fun everyday, and for the first ti in my life, I was laughing joyously everyday. I never wanted this to end, but I couldn’t deny how scared I was of the future.

Since the hotel, Master hadn’t had sex with at all. He’d curb my pheromones using different tactics like helping masturbate or giving so kind of pheromone injection, but I didn’t know how to tell him that it wasn’t enough. Because I also wasn’t sure why my Master didn’t want to have sex, either.

While he managed to ensure I didn’t release my pheromones after 24 hours, my body still craved the physical aspect of it no matter what.

"You’re welco. Let’s get out of the tub now, okay?" He asked, placing a kiss on my forehead after rinsing out my hair.

"Okay, Master..." I agreed.

I didn’t really want to get out yet, because I loved when he washed my hair. I loved how much he would touch in the bath to take care of . I just wanted him to keep doing it, even if we weren’t in the tub anymore. It was like he was treating like a fragile doll.

I didn’t mind being pampered, but I wanted to let him know that I wasn’t fragile, and that I had needs. Unfortunately, I wasn’t exactly brave enough to say it out loud... it was just too embarrassing.

Master carried out of the bath and placed on the bed. He dried off ticulously and then began to dry my hair. It was so relaxing that I couldn’t help but doze off every now and then.

"Do you like it here, Synnahn?" Master asked, as he brushed my hair.

His question imdiately snapped out of my sleepy daze, as my mind began to over analyze his question. I wasn’t sure why he had asked that. Did he plan to not be here forever? Would I have to leave here? Without him? The thought of being abandoned by this man was more terrifying than anything I had experienced in the facility.

I couldn’t tell him that Tristan’s mates constantly made nervous, because one of said mates was my Master’s Master. I also didn’t want to admit that there were too many n that constantly walked around the house and yards for security, and that this place felt more like a prison than a ho.

I also didn’t like that there were tis when Master would have to go out for work and leave alone in our room. Since my Master was a guard and not of the main household, our room was in the guest house, where all the other Male Alphas and Betas stayed. It was so nerve-wracking leaving the room without my Master.

I was glad we were on the 2nd floor with rooms that had their own bathroom. The Betas on the 3rd floor had communal showers and toilets. The biggest problem, was that they always ate breakfast, lunch, and dinner together. If Master wasn’t with when alti ca around, I wouldn’t eat.

"Syn?" He asked, pulling from my nervous fretting.

"Yes, Master. I... I like it here..." I replied.

Here was relative, I liked being here because he was here. And because Tristan was here. I didn’t care where we were as long as Master was there too. So it wasn’t a complete lie.

"Is there sothing you want to say to ?" He asked, taking my chin and forcing to look up at him.

"W-What do you an?" I asked, hesitantly.

"You keep spacing out. I bet you didn’t even realize that I had been talking to you just now. I’ve asked you three questions now, and you only answered one of them..." He replied with an eyebrow raised.

anwhile, my face was getting extrely hot, and I could tell my cheeks were turning red. It was embarrassing to admit that I had been over thinking, and therefore didn’t hear his other questions.

He sat the brush down, and then picked up. I wrapped my legs around his waist, before he sat down in his oversized recliner chair.

"Syn... The guys said you don’t eat when I’m not around. Why is that?" Master asked, looking at worried.

I couldn’t explain why, but his question made want to cry. I was worried that he would get mad at and order to eat with, or without him.

"It’s okay Syn. Don’t cry, please. I’m just worried about you, is all. I don’t want you to starve yourself waiting for . There might be tis where I’m away for at least a day. I need to make sure that if that were to happen, you would still be okay until I got back." He said, wiping my tears before they fell.

I was even more terrified at the thought of him being gone for more than a day. That was a terrible future that I had never considered. I was suddenly feeling desperate. So I decided to be honest.

"It’s... Scary... to eat with so many people..." I mumbled.

"But I told you, you can use the phone to call and have food brought to you, didn’t I?" He asked cupping my cheeks in both hands.

I grabbed his wrists and leaned into his touch. His large hands were so warm against my face.

"I don’t want to be a burden... what if they get irritated, and ss with my food?" I asked.

"They aren’t like that here Syn, I promise. You can call and ask to speak with Mrs. Kristi. That woman loves to take care of people. And if I told her you weren’t eating so you wouldn’t burden her, she’d bring you food everyday and make sure you eat it all. Please don’t suffer here alone out of fear..." He said, before kissing my nose.

"O-Okay, Master..." I relented.

I definitely didn’t want soone to watch eat or bring food for every al. The walk from the main house and the guest house wasn’t a few steps, so she would need to walk a good distance and then carry the food up to the second floor, three tis a day. I would beco a true burden, then.

"Alright then, don’t forget... Also, when is your birthday, Synnahn?" Master asked, pulling in to lay my head against his chest.

I listened to the strong steady beating of his heart and instantly felt more at ease. I stayed that way for a bit before replying. I doubted he would like my answer.

"I’m not really sure what my birthday is. I did hear the doctors talking about my first heat when I ca of age. I began counting the days after that. 16 days later, I experienced the worst day of my life. And it has been 63 days since then..." I said, softly.

I felt him tense up around , and then he let out a long sigh.

"The 20th of August then..." He said, calmly.

"Huh?" I said, looking up at him in confusion.

"That’s your birthday. August 20th. Though, since it was such a terrible day for you, maybe we should just say the 21st?" He asked, with a chuckle.

"You want to give a birthday?" I asked, perplexed.

"No silly. I just did the math. 63 days ago was August 20th. Though I am curious why you still kept count after that day..." He replied, quizzically.

I glanced away and didn’t et his eyes as I said, "So I would be able to know when and if, it would ever happen again... I would rather die than go through that a second ti..."

"Ah... I see. I’m sorry I asked. I’m also sorry for making you rember unpleasant mories..." He said softly, as he ran his hand through my hair.

"It’s okay. You can ask whatever you want. I’ll always answer..." I murmured.

I didn’t particularly mind having the mories as long as I knew it would never happen again. So I was fine with telling him anything.

"Alright, enough talking about the past. Let’s go to bed and dream about the future." He said, before laying down in the bed.

After he put in my spot, he climbed in, and I nestled up to his chest to breathe him in more. It always cald down whenever I could sll it.

"Master?"

"Yes, love?"

"How co we haven’t had sex since we left the hotel?"

He tensed up for a long ti, and remained silent even longer. Then, he let out a long heavy sigh.

"I’m too afraid that I will hurt you... So no. Don’t bring it up again, and go to sleep." He replied, and then turned away from .

I stared at his back, in uncertain confusion... I wasn’t sure if he was mad at and I didn’t want to push it... but I could feel that my internal clock was ticking down...

’How the hell am I supposed to go to sleep now?!’