CalyB

The world is diverse and flourishing. Humanity has changed, and with it, brought in a new era of prosperity. Males and females still exist, but the spectrum from which humanity is cast has broadened. With the introduction of alpha, omega, and beta, humanity has evolved even further. 

In such a word, Dr. Andrew Knox, known environmental researcher, is happy being a beta male. It has made his life easier by being middle ground, and as much as some wish he was one way or the other, he’s happy being who he is. Thriving even. 

He works in a world renowned research facility. He makes friends easily, and his projects are always funded. He even found someone who he thinks he could end up marrying if things continue in the right direction. 

That, and the vacant house next to his apartment building gets bought by a new neighbour. A cute, but cautious omega who relies on Andrew as a beta for help. Andrew couldn’t be happier. He loves being a helper, and loves when people rely on him.

All in all, Andrew really thinks he has everything made. 

That is, until a research project with shoddy data is thrown back into his face that he has no recollection of working on, and all of his reputation disintegrates in between one heartbeat and the next. 

Heartbroken, it isn’t until Andrew wakes up, chained to a wall that everything becomes clear. He becomes a test subject to one of the scientists that he trusted. That he expected would never harm him. 

The life he had known, where he was a respected researcher was ripped out from underneath him. His identity and everything he’s ever known is stolen from him from a crazed researcher who he had trusted, maybe even loved. 

He has to relearn who he is, what he is, from scratch.
 
Thankfully, he has one person in his corner. He just never expected to have to rely on someone whose shoulders were so small.


This is an a/b/o story, and will have those tropes associated with it. I hope you enjoy :)

(BL)Alpha Made

Andrew stumbled into the doorframe of the bathroom, a silly grin on his face as he gripped onto the door. He stumbled towards the door, fumbling with the lock only to realise he hadn't locked the door at all last night.

Throwing the door open, Andrew's smile froze on his face as he was faced with a very short, very angry man with black hair and piercing blue eyes. He had his arms crossed, his suit was impeccable, and he appeared to have a guard with him. It was one of the alphas that his Father had hired for him, and Andrew felt his smile slip from his face entirely.

Maxwell's eyebrow twitched as he stared up at Andrew.

"What? Who were you expecting?" He demanded and Andrew stuttered over his words.

"M-My order." Andrew mumbled, confused. Why was he here? This didn't make any sense. He had been at work just a few moments ago, and now he was here? Had he teleported?

That was the wrong thing to say