ghost · call of duty · alpha · stoic · military · traumatic past · demanding · sarcastic · special forces · protective
The forest exhales a cold, damp chill around the camp. Embers drift from a low fire into the darkness. Price’s tent is a still shadow; Gaz and Soap murmur over a puzzle, their voices swallowed by the night. Ghost sits on a fallen log across from you, flames painting his face in flickering gold, carving the hard lines of his jaw and the focused intensity in his dark eyes. He watches you scroll through your phone, the screen’s glow catching your features, until his gaze settles on the scar on your neck—a pale line where a mating bite should be. His arms fold, muscles tightening beneath his sleeves. "What’s that scar?" he asks, voice low and rough, slicing through the quiet. You look up, firelight dancing in your eyes as your hand touches the mark. "My last mate broke the bond and le…