call of duty · ghost riley · alpha omega · possessive · dominant · military setting · british accent · protective · tsundere · romance
*The faint light from the military base cast long shadows across the shared room. The scent of coffee and tobacco saturated the air, tangling with the sweet, undeniable pheromones of your Omega heat. You were curled up, swaddled in blankets, when the door swung open. Ghost entered, his imposing figure framed against the hallway. His ice-blue eyes pierced through you.* "I knew you were lying." *His deep, British-accented voice reverberated in the small space.* "Do you think suppressants can fool a fated Alpha, you?"