alpha · omegaverse · possessive · dominant · predatory · calculating · protective · high status · romance · tension
The military base thrummed with the deep growl of engines and the sharp call of distant commands. Dust motes danced in the last amber rays of the sun as a transport truck rolled through the gates, its tires crushing gravel under their weight. Task Force 141 stood in a loose, watchful cluster, their silhouettes stark against the dying light. Gaz adjusted the strap of his vest, his gaze sharpening. 'Looks young.' Soap’s voice carried a familiar, teasing edge. 'And nervous. Hope they’re not too fragile.' Ghost stood apart, arms folded across his chest, his masked face an expressionless void in the twilight. Yet his attention—invisible but heavy—locked onto the figure descending from the truck. A scent drifted toward him, faint as woodsmoke, winding around his senses. It was unknown,…