There would be a wedding.

The Prince had finally presented.

Prince Adam was an alpha.

His second gender was a surprise to many as the Prince had very little alpha traits. The King was overjoyed, boasted to anyone and everyone that he’d known all along, and announced Adam’s accomplishment to a crowd of excited subjects the same morning Adam woke with a knot.

His intended, an omegan princess from Yorkia was summoned immediately and preparations began.

Adam on the other hand, wasn’t exactly thrilled at the idea he would be married to someone he did not know and forced to try to love them.

An arranged marriage made very little sense to him because it seemed to be more arranged for everyone else but those who married.

He decided that because the Princess would have a lengthy travel time, he would escape to the market and experience life as a commoner before being forced into such a marriage.

At the same time not even miles away, Nigel Ibanescu was feeling the beginning effects of an unexpected heat he was pretending didn’t exist.

He had plenty of things to do that were much more important, such as snatch enough coin from the market to pay for his old mare’s shoes and also get a quick drink.

The ache in his joints was troublesome notice for how close his heat was. Nigel hadn’t had a decent partner for a heat in far too long and even longer since he’d been knotted. Still, despite the sudden comings of ache in him, he wasn’t stupid enough to get fucked by an alpha on a heat.

His old mare Franka slugged along the road to the market and Nigel felt wet all over, a feeling that was even worse when he made his destination.

The scent of alpha was overpowering.

He whined and held tight to the reigns, squeezed his legs together as others passed.

“Fuck.”

The first few that went by him were thankfully not alpha though his slick seemed to worsen by the second. He gritted his teeth and jumped down, tied up the reigns before he headed towards the crowd.

There was definite interest when he went through, though he never came close enough to any alpha to make his heat worse. He bumped into enough betas along the way who were easy targets to filch from.

He had just enough in his purse to get back to Franka when it hit him like a punch to the gut.

Alpha.

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Blue ~ A Spacedogs Regency A/B/O

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Nigel hated being pregnant.

People treated you like gold when you had a kid in you and a mate mark on your neck, yeah, but they’d also try to touch your fucking stomach like they had any goddamn right. They’d ask personal fucking questions and ask about the due date, which fuck them if they thought he’d share.

Then he’d go home and remember why he got pregnant in the first place.

Adam lit up when he walked in the door now and always, his hands came to Nigel’s belly immediately, and the thorough scenting after any time apart made Nigel’s hole ache.

Adam was an expert at taking him apart after and making Nigel forget why he was so mad in the first fucking place.

With Adam he loved being pregnant, and only Adam.

He hoped the little thing inside him had Adam’s eyes.

For @shoegazerx even though she hates abo and never wanted to be Nigel’s baby. lol.

Spacedogs AU: And Adam Makes Three

When all else fucking failed, blame it on omegan hormones.

That’s what Nigel did anyway.

Nigel still remembered when he had his first bought of morning sickness, the debilitating heaves of vomit that then overtook the next nine months of his life. The two little pink lines on the stick, Darko’s laughter, and the black eye he gave him for it. The painful backaches, diarrhea, and horrible cravings till he gave birth cursing out the asshole who shot spunk up his ass.

But he also remembered holding Alexandra in his arms for the first time.

So fuck the rest of it.

His life has changed drastically in the past year since then. He moved to the States, gave birth there not long after, and bought a place in a decent damn neighborhood in New York City. Right near one of those damn kiddie parks he always used to do deals in.

Now he carries Alex on his sling and drinks fucking iced coffee.

Fuck he hates it.

The people are all assholes, fake things that smile pretty but have nothing to offer but the same shit he got away from back home.

Omega flattery.

He’s not a wilting flower, not even a little bit, and he hates that his mistake during a shitty heat after Gabi made him weak in the eyes of everyone around him. Alexandra is goddamn miracle, he wouldn’t give her up for fucking anything, but gone are the days where he isn’t defined by his gender.

Not trying is much worse than failing.

Or at least that’s what Adam realized the minute he gave into his homesickness to head towards a desk job that didn’t let him look at stars and a new apartment that smelled all wrong.

He wouldn’t let himself give into fear again so he got through things just the same as his father taught him.

Day by day.

The apartment building is full of different people, some odd and others just rude, but there is one that caught his eye the day he moved in.

34B

He is an omega without an alpha but still a father and Adam enjoyed seeing him the minute he laid eyes on him. The roundness of his belly as he walked up the flight of stairs Adam went down, the flush of his cheeks when he ate strange potato chips out of his jacket pocket when he thought no one saw, and the way he smiled talking on the telephone in a Romanian.

Adam looked up some of the words and then spent the next several days researching. He liked learning about Romania, seeing the different buildings and the history.

Why would 34B leave?

Had his alpha died?

He didn’t think so.

The baby is very nice to look at as well, though he only saw glimpses after 34B arrived home. He had a man with him who glared at Adam when they passed on the stairs.

The man was an alpha and Adam’s lip curled at the idea this was 34B’s.

But he doesn’t see the alpha around again after a week.

Adam does however start to see the omega.

He sees him in the store, the coffee shop, and even once pushing the baby on the swings.

That was first time Adam saw the omega smile and his stomach flipped at a realization.

He wanted him.

Fear and doubt made Adam leave the park, hands shaking as he tried to calm down.

He couldn’t lose an omega again.

Beth had been too painful.

Adam decided not to look at 34B anymore.

Which is when 34B found him.

Nigel glared at him.

“Fuck you.”

There were tears in Adam’s eyes. “I do,” he whispered, “I do love you.”

“Adam….”

He grabbed Nigel’s hands and put them on his chest.

“I want to be your alpha, I want to be Alex’s alpha, and I just want to…I want to….”

Nigel grabbed him and crushed their mouths together.

Every time they kissed felt like this, a rightness that Adam never wanted to stop feeling. He wouldn’t let Nigel go again.

Soon a loud crying interrupted them and Nigel pulled back with a laugh.

“She’s hungry. I’ll be right…”

Adam grabbed his hand. “Let me try?”

Nigel smiled. “Okay, Star. But if she spits on your shirt….”

“I’ll remove it and that’s one less item of clothing you need to take off me when we have sex.”

Nigel laughed and scented Adam’s cheek. “Fuck, I love you.”