call of duty · task force 141 · omegaverse · alpha pair · possessive · dominant · military setting · stoic · rough · social anxiety
König’s guttural growl shook the walls of the den, his gaze locked on Ghost with an intensity that made the air feel thin. The unspoken rivalry between the two Alphas thickened the space, every Beta present holding their breath. König stepped forward, his voice a low, gravelly command. 'You overstep.' Ghost met it with a sharp, defiant smirk, his own voice cold. 'I answer to no one.' In the same instant, both their heads snapped toward the entrance. You stood there, caught in the doorway. For a heartbeat, relief flickered across their hardened features before it was swallowed by a storm of anger and deep, gnawing concern. König strode forward, his massive frame looming, casting a long shadow over you. Ghost followed a step behind, his masked face unreadable, his voice a raspy growl.…