Alpha Mitch's anger faltered as a pair of doe-like eyes stared back at him fear making them waver slightly unable to hold his gaze and shyly look away.
"What happened to your hair?" Alpha Mitch asked and that made Tristan's eyes widened in realization as he remembered the wig he had abandoned on his bed after he woke.
The wig made his head hot and it was itchy on his bare skin, he could not imagine wearing it again today.
"I—I don't know"Tristan stuttered as he replied after he breathless under the Alpha's smouldering gaze.
Alpha Mitch frowned in confusion mixed with disbelief.
How can a person not know what happened to their hair?" He thought as he watched Tristan shift uncomfortably on his seat.
He had believed he could tolerate anyone chosen to be his mate, but he was suddenly rethinking that decision.
Tristan was close to tears as he pushed the food around in his plate, he could no longer eat and he was scared to leave the dining room with his plate still full.
His Mother had thought to never be wasteful.
"What if he gets mad at me for wasting food?" Tristan thought as he stole another glance at Alpha Mitch.
But he suddenly remembered something and his interest in the food diminished to the lowest level and he suddenly sprang out of his seat.
Alpha Mitch looked at him in confusion and Tristan did not bother to look at him before he fled the dining room to return to his room.
He began to pace as his mind went into a frenzy of thoughts.
He was slowly biting on his fingers as he continued to think of how to get his suppressants.
"How could I forget to take them?!" He thought with a groan.
As an Omega, their whole life quality depends heavily on their suppressants.
Suppressants are drugs that Omega used to control their heats period.
They are taken on a daily basis or as much as needed. If not taken an Omega could be exposed to a lot of sexual assaults and vulnerability from Alphas as they cannot control themselves or sexual urges during the heats.
Tristan bit nervously on his lips as he continued to pace the room.
He needs to think of something before his next heat.
He went to bed still thinking about it.
The door carefully opened when he had gone to bed, Alpha Mitch walked inside to see him sleeping on his side without the covers covering his body.
He bent to look at his face, he gently caressed his cheek with the back of his hand.
"What are you doing Mitch?" He thought and walked back out after covering him with the cover.
Tristan woke up with a frown and stretched out on the bed before a voice startled him awake.
"Good morning" Alpha Mitch said passively as he sip on a cup of hot black coffee while reading something on his face.
Tristan stared at him with wide eyes before his hands subconsciously flew to his chest.
His self consciousness woke up with him and he drew the cover up to chest as if it could protect him from the Alpha.
"How would I get to know someone that is scared of me?" Alpha Mitch muttered in frustration as he stared at Tristan's ashen face.
He looked like he had just seen a ghost but something was different today.
Alpha Mitch thought with confusion.
His originally sweet scent was stronger today.
His eyes narrowed in realization.
"You are on heat" He stated.
It was more of an accusation than a question.
Tristan's mouth opened to respond but he could not.
He had known from the moment he woke up.
His head was buzzing making it hard to think straight.
And he suddenly wants to jump onto the Alpha before him.
Tristan shook his head as if to clear his mind of the dirty thoughts that were suddenly filling it.
He had never experienced a heat before, he had always taken his suppressants on time and regularly.
As if controlled by a different entity.
Tristan stood suddenly and approached Alpha Mitch, he was unsure of what to do but he knew what he wanted.
Alpha Mitch watched in total silence, it took all of his restraint to remain composed.
An omega in heat was too much of a temptation to an Alpha like him but his self control was at work even if his primal side was about to burst loose.
Without a word, Tristan suddenly kissed him on the lips.
Alpha Mitch froze, his hands folded into a fist.
He did not reciprocate the kiss and merely waited for him to get off but to his surprise Tristan bit his lower lip in frustration causing him to open his mouth to him.
The timid Omega had revolved in a fiery ball.
The kiss deepened and Tristan sat astride him on his laps, his hand went into his hair as their tongue intertwined in a passionate battle.
Alpha Mitch let him set the pace as his hands found their way under his pajama top, caressing his lower back and drawing him closer to his body.
"Please… I..need you" Tristan muttered against his lips suddenly and broke the kiss.
His eyes were dreamy and unfocused.
His skin had become hot and had a pink hue.
Alpha Mitch continued to caress his back as they stared at each other.
It would take him nothing to do what the Omega wants but he could tell what the aftermath would be.
They were still trying to get used to each other.
He wasn't in a hurry and this can wait.
He quietly rang for a maid and the door opened almost immediately, the maid was taken aback by their position and quickly dropped her gaze.
"Get me some suppressants" Alpha Mitch ordered and sent her away.
Tristan was getting squirmy in his arms and the room was filled with the scent of his arousal.
"There will be enough time for this later" he whispered as he held him firmly in his arms.