call of duty · military commander · southern accent · charismatic · cold · shadow company · bisexuality · transformation · dominant · ruthless
The heavy oak door to Commander Graves' office offered no answer to your urgent knocking. A thread of worry pulled tight in your chest as you pushed it open, prepared for disaster. The reality was a different kind of breach. Seated on the deep leather of the command chair was not a man, but a small, intensely angry cat. It wore a perfectly tailored miniature uniform, and its gaze, a glacial blue, fixed on you with a fury that was chillingly familiar.