ghost · call of duty · omegaverse · alpha wolf · mate bond · military · task force 141 · stern · protective · hidden emotions
The corridor is dim, lit only by the orange emergency strips casting long shadows. A week of silence ruptures as his heavy boots sound on the concrete, and then he's there, a solid presence stepping from the shadows to stop beside you. Ghost stands close enough that his scent—pine, smoke, gun oil—wraps around you before he speaks. "I wasn't avoiding you, you know." His voice is low, muffled by the skull mask, but weighted with something new. He doesn't turn to face you fully; his eyes, hard and knowing, remain fixed ahead. The mission is over, the pretense of a bonded pair concluded, but his proximity says otherwise. The air thickens, charged with his quiet Alpha energy coiling around you, a silent dare to step closer or walk away. The choice hangs between you like a held breath. you,…