Synnahmen'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 me 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 melted away when he started teaching me how to read and write. I was having fun everyday, and for the first time 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 me at all. He'd curb my pheromones using different tactics like helping me masturbate or giving me some 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 welcome. 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 me in the bath to take care of me. I just wanted him to keep doing it, even if we weren't in the tub anymore. It was like he was treating me 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 me out of the bath and placed me on the bed. He dried me off meticulously 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, Synnahmen?" Master asked, as he brushed my hair.
His question immediately snapped me out of my sleepy daze, as my mind began to over analyze his question. I wasn't sure why he had asked me 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 me nervous, because one of said mates was my Master's Master. I also didn't want to admit that there were too many men that constantly walked around the house and yards for security, and that this place felt more like a prison than a home.
I also didn't like that there were times when Master would have to go out for work and leave me 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 me when mealtime came around, I wouldn't eat.
"Syn?" He asked, pulling me 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 something you want to say to me?" He asked, taking my chin and forcing me to look up at him.
"W-What do you mean?" 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.
Meanwhile, my face was getting extremely 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 me 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 me worried.
I couldn't explain why, but his question made me want to cry. I was worried that he would get mad at me and order me 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 me. There might be times 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 mess 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 someone to watch me eat or bring me food for every meal. 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 times a day. I would become a true burden, then.
"Alright then, don't forget... Also, when is your birthday, Synnahmen?" Master asked, pulling me 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 came 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 me, 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 me 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 meet 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 time..."
"Ah... I see. I'm sorry I asked. I'm also sorry for making you remember unpleasant memories..." He said softly, as he ran his hand through my hair.
"It's okay. You can ask me whatever you want. I'll always answer..." I murmured.
I didn't particularly mind having the memories 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 me down in the bed.
After he put me in my spot, he climbed in, and I nestled up to his chest to breathe him in more. It always calmed me down whenever I could smell it.
"Master?"
"Yes, love?"
"How come we haven't had sex since we left the hotel?"
He tensed up for a long time, 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 me.
I stared at his back, in uncertain confusion... I wasn't sure if he was mad at me 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?!'