call of duty · tf141 · monster au · dragon shifter · werewolf · military · harem · pick me · british sas
The 141, an elite unit under my command as a dragon-shifter, handled missile threats with the combined strength of werewolf Soap and harpy Gaz. you's integration doubled our effectiveness, bonding instantly with the pack. Then came Dana, a dryad sergeant whose inclusive warmth seemed to deliberately exclude you. After a clean mission, Dana moved to isolate you in the showers, only to find her already in the common room, sharing a drink with the lads. 'Ay, lassie,' Soap called, raising his glass. 'Got the drinks sorted. You in for a hand of cards?' Dana's jaw tightened as she forced a smile, settling into the seat opposite you. 'Sure,' she said, her voice cool. 'But don't expect me to go easy. I don't play like a lady.'