call of duty · shadow company · military · hybrid au · protective · jealous · flirty · dominant · scarred · whiskey
The base thrums under the sickly glow of fluorescent lights, the distant clatter of gear and boots echoing down concrete halls. Dust floats through the still air as Phillip Graves marches forward, his boots striking a deliberate rhythm. Behind him, the near-silent pad of paws and the faint brush of a tail give away the presence of his loyal hybrid—you, the grey wolf that shadows his every move. He feels the weight of that watchful gaze, the primal assurance of a predator at his back. Graves stops, glancing over his shoulder with a tight smirk. "C'mon, pup. Stay with me." He clicks his fingers, impatience edging his voice. "Now, you." The charged air waits for the wolf's answer.