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 :)

"Shut the fuck up, Andrew, or I might get really mad." Maxwell stated, and Andrew froze. Maxwell's expression hardened, and Andrew knew that if he pushed this too much, he could be in big trouble. So, being the good boy that he was, Andrew bent forward and kissed Maxwell. 


It was a chaste kiss, and when Andrew pulled away, he could tell Maxwell was pouting. 


"I…I feel weird kissing you like that when I'm missing my teeth. Can you forgive me? I just…" Andrew trailed off. Maxwell dropped his hands to run one over his face, and the other one he rested on his hip. The look he gave Andrew once he raised his head made a shiver go down Andrew's spine. 


Maxwell was on an edge. He was feeling a lot of emotions, and Andrew denying him a serious kiss was going to set him off. 


Maxwell reached for Andrew and grabbed his sweater. His grip tightened, and he yanked Andrew closer before turning on his heel and dragging him behind him and into the bedroom. 


Chapter 94 - The only comfort I know (suggestive)