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 woke up suddenly, his eyes shooting open as he looked around. Where was he? What was wrong? He didn't know what it was, but all he knew was that something wasn't quite right. It took him a moment to get his bearings, and as soon as he did, he understood what was wrong.

He was in his home that he shared with Maxwell, in the bed that the two of them shared. That alone was slightly interesting since he'd been gone for over a week. The bigger problem came from the cold spot next to him.

"Max?" Andrew called softly, hoping that Maxwell would respond to him right away. Maybe he was thirsty and had gotten a glass of water? If that was the case, he'd be able to hear Andrew's voice in the silent home. He reached for his glasses, grabbing them from the nightstand and sliding them onto his face. He checked the direction of the bathroom first, but the light wasn't on.

For some reason, he didn't feel like he was there.

A disturbance in the night