Runaway Alpha

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[AN]: Hello everyone! Just a quick note. This is my ABO I decided to bring from Ao3. Yes. I said ABO. Alpha, Beta, Omega for those that don't know. If you don't, I suggest you do your homework and look it up before reading. It's definitely not everyone's cup of tea, and seriously not safe for work or school. Now, that said, this is my first ABO. I started writing it in 2016 and haven't finished because I'm trying to finish my series on Ao3 called the Collide Saga. Anyway! I really hope you like it! Feel free to comment!

He put his hand over the omega's mouth so he didn't scream. He waited, listening as the horde of running footsteps in the corridor faded. He realized he had pulled the omega close to him so nobody would see.

When he let go, the omega immedietly faced him and backed away. He looked from the door to the other man.

“The Betas are hunting you?” The Omega whispered in question.

The man only nodded.

“But they only hunt-”

“Alphas.”

“So you're-”

“Yup.”

The Omega crossed the room and opened the door the rest of the way, looking down the corridor. “They're gone for now. You can get out the back way.”

“You're helping me? Why?”

“I never wanted the Alphas dead in the first place. Even if most of them did treat us like shit.”

"I repeat my question. Why?"

"Because the Betas are worse. If they mate with an Omega, have a child, and the child presents as an Alpha...they..."

"Kill the child..."

The Omega nodded, closing the door. He took the Alpha by the hand and led him through the small living quarters, stopping at the sleeping area. The Alpha looked at him questioningly. The Omega grabbed a bag and threw clothes inside, then moved to the kitchen area and grabbed some food, also throwing it in the large backpack.

He thrust the bag into the Alpha's hands, grabbed one of his arms, and lead him to the back exit. Opening the door, he looked both ways before grabbing the Alpha once again and they took off in a dead sprint. Running between the little run down duplexes. The Alpha smelled a Beta. He immediately grabbed the scrawny Omega and pulled him back just as the Beta came into view, weapon drawn.

The Alpha hit the gun from the Beta's hands and picked up the weapon, aiming at the leg and firing one shot. 

Like a swarm of bees, the Betas rushed to the sound.

The Omega grabbed the injured Beta's side arm and readied it.

The Alpha half laughed. "Know how to use that thing?"

"An Alpha trained me."

"Mate?"

"Brother."

They moved slowly at first, shooting Betas in the leg so they wouldn't follow. They cleared a path, grabbing ammunition off the wounded Betas as they passed. As soon as they were able, they made a break for the woods nearby, running for what felt like hours until slowing to a walk.

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