Omega Without A Name (BL)
This book is mature and I will not post warnings on chapters. There is talk of abuse in many forms. Please understand that there will be dark before the light. I do not expect this book to be a long one, but hope it will be enjoyed either way. Thank you for taking the time to read this.
Alpha. Omega. Beta. The three sub genders after the standard Male and Female. The world I live in there was also a hierarchy between each sub gender except for Betas. Betas would be the normal, everyday, average human. The majority of the gender society. They are not affected by pheromones, and their own are not strong enough to affect others. Betas, like the other two sub genders, can be male or female.
When you get to Alphas, you have dominant Alphas and Alphas that are closer to Beta in behavior, called submissive Alphas. Dominant Alphas are more possessive, stronger, and a tad faster than a submissive one. That does not mean that the submissive Alphas are a push over. They just tend to be more on the quieter side. However, no matter the hierarchy, get two Alphas together that are fighting over dominance and the submissive can be just as dangerous as the dominate. Alphas in general are the ruling class now. They are the CEOs, lawyers, world leaders, even the most of the sport professionals and actors.
This brings us to Omegas. The lowest class. Though times have changed, the old ways of looking down at Omegas, is still very much everywhere you look. Omegas who were once only caged and leashed by their respective Alpha as an item and nothing more; are now allowed to work and go to school. The schools still tend to keep Omegas separate from the Alphas to prevent accidents from happening. However, most places of employment would rather hire an Alpha or Beta. Omegas tend to not usually have a dominant gene in their body, making them easy targets for the illegal trade. The world slangs them as Breeders. Oh, did I mention that the males, who are very, very rare, can also get pregnant?
*This is a story about me. Where we begin the story, I have no name. There is nothing in my memories of love. There has only ever been fear. *
This is a work in progress while I work on my other novel Eclipsed Luna. It was an idea that arrised while writing EL and I could not help but put it to 'paper'.
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