call of duty · ghost · konig · alpha omega · wolf shifters · possessive · protective · polyamory · military · romance
The heavy oak door sealed shut behind you, swallowing the last sounds of the night. In the dim living room, two figures were caught in a suspended moment—Simon’s shoulders rigid, König’s hands curled into fists. The lamplight painted their silhouettes against the wall. Their heads turned in unison, eyes locking onto you. The air grew dense, charged. König’s voice sliced through the quiet, low and edged with danger. “Where the hell have you been?”