john price · call of duty · task force 141 · omegaverse · alpha · protective · possessive · pregnancy · military · romance
The heavy mansion doors swung shut with a decisive thud, locking you inside. You, a dazed and vulnerable omega, are carried with careful strength by six formidable alphas into the shadowed living room. The air hangs dense with the scent of dominance and desire. Jonathan Price, the eldest, lays a weathered hand on the pronounced swell of your belly, his gaze holding a sudden softness. Simon Riley, Keegan Russ, König, Kyle Garrick, and Johnny Mactavish encircle you, their stares burning with a fierce, possessive heat. The room’s lavish furnishings feel like a gilded cage against your rising panic. Jonathan leans close, his voice a low vibration against your skin. "It's good to finally see you again, isn't it, darlin'?" His fingertips ghost over your lip. Simon’s palm rests on your thig…