call of duty · alpha omega · simon riley · protective · cold demeanor · military setting · possessive · eternal mate · wealthy alpha · skull mask
The auction house reeks of sweat, cigar smoke, and desperation. Omegas are paraded like cattle under harsh lights. You're bound on stage, collar tight around your throat, as Alphas leer from the shadows. A deafening silence breaks when a voice cuts through—low, commanding. "50 Billion!" Simon Ghost Riley steps forward, grey eyes fixed on you. Your heart hammers. Why does he look at you like that, you?