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 took control of the car. He decided that as soon as they got to the lobby that Maxwell was in no state to drive. How he even managed to drive here confused, and worried him. Who let him get behind a wheel?

Maxwell knew better than to let Andrew drive when he was worked up, so who the hell allowed Maxwell, in the state that he had been in all day, to get into and drive his car here?

It all became clear when the duo stepped outside, hand in hand, and Andrew saw that the parking spot was empty, and a familiar black car was waiting outside. Maxwell chuckled, and Andrew turned towards him.

"You looked so worried that I held my tongue. Do you think Ben would have let me drive?" Andrew was a little embarrassed at the lack of faith he'd had in his siblings, but at the same time, they hadn't been around to help him, had they?

…Or, like Andrew, Maxwell kept everyone who cared about him at a distance. Yeah, Andrew felt a little bad.

We have to draw a line