Saving Isadore [MxM] (An Alpha's Fight Book 1)

Chapter 2

A/N: The characters in this book are ages 16-18. The age of consent here in the UK is 16 and this story is set in the UK (I also live in the UK). Just so you know this when sex is mentioned between characters under the age of 18 👍🏽

AARON ▪︎ POV 

Monday - Flashback

"Pass it here!" 

Oliver waved his hand in my direction as he ran parallel to my body down the football pitch. I used my right foot to boot the ball in his direction, narrowly missing being tackled by Leon who was running at me with a sadistic grin on his face. I held up my middle finger with a mocking laugh as Oliver received my pass and kicked the football past Henry who was goalkeeping, slamming it right into the back of the net. 

"Fuck yeah!" I cheered, high fiving Oliver when he was close enough. We were both panting and covered in sweat, having stayed an extra hour after school to play a match of three on three football in the field. "Three-two! First to five wins! I gotta go home or my mum is gonna kill me!" 

"Ah, you can't stay longer tonight?" Oliver pouted, running his fingers through his wet blond hair, tugging the loose curls back. My omega best friend was handsome and he knew it as he wiped the sweat off his brow and smirked at Leon who was shamelessly staring. The two had this odd, flirtatious, yet angsty relationship going on that was really baffling to anyone on the outside looking in. Leon, who was an alpha, had been after Oliver since we were innocent, virgin preteens and Oliver… well, he liked to play with his men before he let them get a taste. He was a bit of a sicko, but I couldn't really talk. 

My own relationship with my alpha was chaotic to say the least. Landon had been my next door neighbour since we were five and naturally, we had been forced together by our parents growing up. Our alpha fathers were BBQ buddies and my omega mum and his omega dad often went on shopping dates together, so there was no escaping him when I was young and there would be no escaping him now that I was seventeen - almost eighteen. 

Not that I was in a rush to get away from Landon. No, although our relationship had been forced upon us by fate, I liked Landon a lot when he wasn't acting like an egotistical bastard that is. I didn't love him at all, but life wasn't so boring when we were playing video games together or even football with our friends. The sex was always a plus and Landon knew how to take care of me and my needs. 

However, there were some instances in which I couldn't stand to be around him. Like when he was being overly possessive and egotistical. Not all alphas were bastards, but Landon could seriously be a dick sometimes with his high and mighty persona, his jealousy and his tendency to treat me like his dog on a leash. We clashed big time when it came to his controlling nature. I was an omega, but I was not an omega who would ever let another alpha walk all over me like I was simply a carpet to warm their feet. No fucking way. 

Hence Landon and I's 'off again - on again' relationship. Oliver often asked me why I didn't just nip it in the bud once and for all. Well, it was more complicated than that. For one, it would be a pain to explain to my parents why I was breaking up with the perfect boy next door. For two, Landon literally lived in the house next to mine and I wouldn't be able to escape him. For three, I was sure, somewhere underneath the charming smiles and even his unbearable behaviour was a lurking psychopath. I could already tell that Landon would be a troublesome ex. Part of me deep down was a little bit scared to cross that line. 

"It's date night, I'm babysitting my little sis for my parents," I explained to Oliver, untucking my shirt and jogging back up the field with him. "Don't you have to revise for your resit exam tomorrow?" I raised one eyebrow skeptically, recalling how Oliver had been called out in Biology class this morning for barely scraping a D on the mock exam. Miss Jenkins was forcing him to do it again tomorrow during one of his free periods. Who knew what would happen if he failed again.