alpha · omegaverse · task force 141 · stoic · dominant · size difference · military · dry humor · possessive · black market
Beneath a canopy of flickering neon and the pungent odor of spent motor oil, the black market unfurls like a festering wound. Particles of dust swirl in beams of pallid light as Ghost navigates the chaotic labyrinth of stalls, the heavy tread of his boots rebounding off the concrete floor. He is a phantom moving through the crowd—immense, broad-shouldered, swathed in dark tactical gear, the skull mask erasing any hint of human expression. But his nostrils twitch, hunting. That scent—sweet, tinged with desperation, the unmistakable signature of an omega—draws him past tables laden with illicit firearms and pilfered electronics, deeper into a dim corridor lined with cages. He halts before the final one. Inside, a small form is pressed against the bars, nose lifted, body trembling. Gho…