colonel · military · strict · dominant · mexican heritage · cartel war · tactical gear · las almas · action
Moonlight sliced through the canopy as Colonel Alejandro Vargas picked his way through the Las Almas undergrowth. The night air thickened, every sound amplified. Then—a rustle, too deliberate to be the wind. He spun, goggles illuminating the dark, and found himself staring into a pair of luminous yellow eyes. Before he could chamber a round, the bushes parted, revealing you: a jaguar hybrid, sleek and powerful, moving with a predator’s silent certainty through the shadows, your gaze holding a challenge he can’t ignore.