Jude's a highly sought after omega who's scent is stronger and more desirable than most, and he knows it. He takes great pride in teasing the alphas close to him and loves the attention as well as using the effects he has to his advantage whenever possible, especially around his ex boyfriend, Harry Kane. His best friend Erling, has no restraint in showing his jealousy while trying to keep Jude safe (all while staying hopeful that Jude might fall for him) basically bratty omega Jude driving alpha Haaland crazy with his antics (maybe a little toxic and definitely smutty) note : this is fiction, timelines, characters and matches will often not be accurate to real life

​After surviving the horrific Viking raid that claimed his parents' lives, Jude grew up under the protection of the English crown, driven by a single, burning purpose: revenge. But fate has a twisted way of repeating itself. !!WARNING!! Please be advised that On The Summer Night is a dark romance / dark omegaverse fanfiction set in a fictionalized medieval era. This story deals with heavy, sensitive, and explicit themes. There is a prominent lack of consent in physical and romantic dynamics throughout the majority of the story Depictions of abduction, forced servitude, and enslavement within a historical/Viking setting. Explicit descriptions of warfare, medieval violence, and blood. Extreme Alpha/Omega dynamics involving forced bonds and physical dominance. This story is purely fictional and written for dramatic and narrative purposes. If any of these topics trigger or disturb you, please read with caution or refrain from reading. If you wanna read it anyway, Welcome in my new story then!

"We're over." Jude said harshly. The words hung between them. Erling didn't move. For the first time that night, he had absolutely nothing to say. Jude waited. A part of him still hoped Erling would stop him. Would apologize. Would tell him that everything he'd said was a lie. But Erling stood there. Silent. Proud. Hurt. Jude nodded slowly. "Okay. Fuck you."

Haaland agarro la mano de Bellingham con fuerza para evitar que nuevamente se escape. -¿Ese bebe es mio?. Le pregunto, con una mirada seria y una voz fría, solo quería que le dijera la verdad de una vez. Jude se mordió el labio, se rehusaba a hablar, pues Erling ya tenía una novia e hijo.

​"I'm not here to be protected. I'm here to play." ​Jude loathes his scent. He loathes his heats. Most of all, he loathes the condescending, pitying looks of the Alphas who believe an Omega is too fragile for the pitch-someone to be handled with velvet gloves. ​Arriving at Borussia Dortmund at just seventeen years old, Jude has one single, uncompromising goal: to prove to the world that an Omega can dominate the game. No distractions. No weaknesses. Until he meet Erling.

Haaland gripped Bellingham's hand tightly to keep him from slipping away again. "Is that baby mine?" He asked with a serious look and a cold voice; he just wanted him to tell the truth for once. Jude bit his lip, refusing to speak, since Erling already had a girlfriend and a child. Making an adaptation in English, thanks to bluemeli_77