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(BL)Alpha Made

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 :)

CalyB · LGBT+
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101 Chs

What monster did they create?

"M-Michael, how are those tests looking?" Andrew asked, desperate for something else, anything else, otherwise he was going to do things to Maxwell with others around. As much as he felt out of control, he never wanted to show that side of himself to others. He also never wanted to embarrass Maxwell. 

"Another minute, but I'm slowly coming to a better understanding. Andrew, could you look at me for a second?" Andrew slowly raised his head from the crook of Maxwell's neck, only to have a bright pen light shone into his eyes. Wincing, Andrew closed his eyes quickly and was surprised to hear Michaels eerie chuckle. 

"What did you just find out, Dr. Smith?" Maxwell asked, and Andrew took a few seconds to recover from the bright light shone into his eyes before he was able to see anything but bright lights. Maxwell had turned in his lap to face Michael, while Mr. Newman was white as a ghost. Michael ran his hand over his head, shaking it.