Synnahmen's Point Of View
Something was wrong. I didn't know what it was, but something was making me feel unbearably sick. I couldn't stop shaking, and I had already puked up everything I had had for breakfast.
Santiago left his number for me to call if I needed anything, but I didn't want to bother him. Or worry him with something he couldn't help me with.
However, the pain was persistent, and it felt like death was a possible outcome. I crawled over to the phone with a groan, and began to type in his number. It only rang once before he picked up. That knowledge made me smile, despite the pain I was in.
–What's wrong Syn?
"Ngh... M-Master... I don't feel very well... I keep throwing up... and everything hurts..."
–Answer this... Did those bastards give you drugs every single day?
"Y-Yes, sir..."
–Haah... I'm almost positive you are having withdrawals... there really isn't much I can do for you right now. I have to make a call first...
"Master...?"
–I know... I'll stay on the phone with you. I think things are wrapping up here.
"Okay..." I groaned as I curled up on top of the bed with the phone clutched to my ear.
His hushed voice was very soothing to me, and I didn't want him to hang up just yet.
*Knock... Knock... Knock...*
"Master...? Someone is knocking on the door... What should I do?" I asked, panicking.
–It's fine. They are Omegas from the same facility. Apparently Lyukhe told them to keep you company...
"Should I open the door?" I asked, confused.
I had never met any Omegas from the facility before, so I wasn't entirely sure how to interact with them.
–Only if you want to... They might be able to help you faster than me. If they annoy you then just kick them out...
"Okay... Hold on, Master..."
I lumbered from the bed slowly, and steadied myself on shaky legs. Then I slowly made my way over to the door and pulled it open. There stood 4 beautiful guys, all looking nervous.
"C-Can I help you?" I asked.
"Master said that we should be friends and keep you company..." A boy with purple and blue hair said.
"You look sick... are you okay?" The boy with snow white hair asked.
I could only shake my head no. Even standing up was a laborious task. I left the door open and slowly walked back to the bed. Once I climbed atop it I clutched the phone again.
"M-Master...?" I groaned.
–Yeah. I'm here...
"Hmm? It looks like he's having withdrawals, just like Wahrryn." I heard someone say.
"Hey, hey. Ask your Master if he has any pain meds anywhere."
–They are in the bathroom cabinet.
"Ugh... bathroom..." I murmured.
"On it!"
"Hey. It's going to be alright. We'll take care of you until our Masters return. My name is Wahrryn..." The boy said, stroking my hair.
"Okay Jehssope, crush them up. As best you can."
"That's Mahxim, my big brother. The one crushing the pills is Jehssope. And the one getting you juice and crackers is Maihsson. What's your name?" Wahrryn asked.
"I'm... Synnahmen..."
"That's a pretty name. How old are you Syn? Can I call you Syn?" He asked happily.
"I'm 16... Call me whatever you want..." I replied.
"I'm 16 too! Okay, listen. This is going to taste awful. We have to rub it on your gums and you have to eat it. Do you think you can do it?" He asked, a serious glint in his eyes.
"Yeah... Okay..." I replied.
"Excuse me Master of my bestie, but he has to sit the phone down now. Don't hang up on him..."
He didn't even pick up the phone to say that, he just yelled it and then lifted my head off the bed. He stuck his finger in my mouth and then in the bowl handed to him. Once his finger was coated in a white powder he placed his finger back into my mouth, and rubbed my gums with it. He was right, it tasted awful.
I wanted to throw up immediately, the bitter taste was indescribably bad.
"That's it. You're doing well. Now you have to swallow the rest. Chug this juice and eat at least two crackers." Wahrryn said, handing me the bowl.
I took a deep breath and downed the contents of the bowl. Then I did as instructed and chugged the juice, making sure to swish it around in my mouth as best I could. Then I slowly ate the crackers, looking around at the expectant boys.
"So? How do you feel?" Mahxim asked.
I wasn't sure what he meant, until I realized I wasn't shaking anymore, and nothing hurt anymore either. I looked up at them shocked and confused.
"I'm okay now... but how?" I asked.
"Wahrryn was the favorite pet of an asshole. He would use all sorts of drugs on him. I bribed one of my patrons for pain killers after they told me that that was the only way to negate withdrawals from unknown drugs. The bad part is pain meds can be just as addictive, so don't do it often. Try to sleep if you can..." Mahxim explained.
I nodded and picked up the phone. My Master hadn't hung up the entire time.
"Master...?"
–I heard everything. I'm back now. So I'll be there in just a bit. Then we can go home.
"Okay, Master..."
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Santiago's Point Of View
I was a nervous wreck. I wasn't sure why Lyukhe had sent his Omegas to my suite, but I was grateful nonetheless. They had really helped Syn a lot. My Master was also bristling with emotions as well. The flight back from the meeting was a far cry from the atmosphere it had on the way there.
"Santiago, meet us in our room in 30 minutes. Make sure you are packed." Sylvester said.
"Understood, Master."
"Lahnsen, round up everyone else. Lyukhe and Zachariah can handle the other Omegas."
"You got it boss." Lahnsen replied.
We all climbed out of the helicopter and disbursed. After making sure my Master made it inside safely, I jogged straight to my suite. The door was slightly cracked, and soft voices came drifting out periodically.
"Our Master is a monster I tell you! Seriously, I was seeing stars. Meanwhile, he had a huge grin on his face!"
"I passed out after round 3. I've never been so tired in my life."
"How does he even have that kinda stamina!? He's part beast for sure!"
"Well... my Master became unhinged because of my pheromones, but he was still nice to me, and kept apologizing. I was so embarrassed... I thought my face was going to catch on fire..." I heard Syn say.
Their conversations were so adorably innocent I wasn't sure if I should intrude. They seemed to be getting along just fine.
"You guys are going to share a Master?" Syn asked.
"Yeah... it doesn't bother me very much. It's better than being separated. He likes Wahrryn the most though..."
"I could never share my Master. I would get jealous... a lot..." Syn replied.
"Well, from what you said, you never shared a Master in the facility right?"
"Uhm... I didn't really leave the third floor... Master Hastings kept me hidden away from the other Masters and the doctors would abuse me out of jealousy after Hastings had his fun..." Syn replied.
"Oh. I see. You were Hastings favored pet? That's rough. Well besides Wahrryn, the rest of us are no strangers to sharing. I'm just glad we have a Master who isn't concerned with having more Omegas..."
I had to stifle a laugh. I didn't envy Lyukhe. He definitely had his work cut out for him. Especially if his Omegas were this adorably carefree.
Feeling like it was a good point to interrupt them I gripped the door handle and froze. There was a heavy presence at my back, and my dominant hand was gripping the handle not my gun.
"Well, aren't you going to open the door? Or would you like to listen in a bit more? They are quite adorable even when they are talking about unsettling things." Lyukhe chuckled from behind me.
I didn't like how I had been so engrossed in their conversation that I had let the King sneak up on me, however. With no other choice I heaved a weary sigh and opened the door.
The sight before us was surely the downfall of many men. The boys were all curled up around Synnahmen, petting his hair and arms while he laid in the lap of a young white haired boy. However, the most damning thing had been the looks of pure joy that lit up their faces the moment they saw me and Lyukhe.
"Master! You're back!"
"Welcome back, Master."
"We did what you said, and kept Syn company."
"So praise us, Master!"
It was adorably creepy how it seemed like 4 mouths just had 1 seamless conversation. I didn't get a chance to dwell on it for long because...
"Welcome back, Master." Synnahmen murmured as he crawled to the edge of the bed.
"How are you feeling Syn? Any better?" I asked, scooping him up into my arms.
"Yes... They really did help me." He replied laying against my chest.
"Santiago, are you going back with Ferdinand to StohneGarrdin?" Lyukhe asked.
"That's the plan I believe. Why?"
"I'll hit up Syl and see if we can schedule a play date for the Omegas. Going out is a bit much right now, but staying together in one place for a day shouldn't be too bad... Right?" Lyukhe asked, kissing each of the boys on the forehead.
"Sure. There are quite a few Omegas in his house already. I bet they would love the distraction." I shrugged.
"Alright boys. Let's go get packed and go home." Lyukhe said, ushering them to the door.
"Master? Where is home?" One asked.
"My Duhtchy is called Claihm'Orhe. That's where I live. It's not too far from here."
"Master? Can we go home now too?" Syn asked.
"Absolutely." I replied, as I carried him out of the room.
He didn't have much to take and everything I had was on my person, so we were ready in an instant.
'I'll do anything to protect you, Syn. I swear it...'