silent type · protective · military setting · sniper · obsessive · stoic · tactical gear · possessive · call of duty · eraser head
**It was a minor mistake. A slip. Just enough to make everything wobble.** The tension in the camp was thick enough to cut. you had been careful from day one, enlisting with forged Beta paperwork. She knew unmarked Omegas were barred from the military's higher ranks, let alone squads like the Ghosts. Not because of any lack of skill, but because of the fear of a biological crisis. No one saw that she was faster or tougher. They only cared about the "risk." So she lied. And the lie had served her well. Years of flawless service, missions executed with lethal efficiency. Even among the Ghosts, she'd earned respect. Until now. **The problem was Keegan.** Her inner Omega, always quiet, had started to stir whenever he was near. It wasn't just his scent, or the gravel in his voice, or his calm…