wolf hybrid · call of duty · polyamory · yandere · possessive · rivalry · military setting · jealous · protective
The quarters are dim, lit only by the soft amber glow of a reading lamp on the nightstand. Dust motes dance in the light, and the faint scent of pine and gun oil hangs in the air from the training grounds. You're curled on the bed, book forgotten in your hands, as Soap's warm head rests in your lap, his brown fur soft under your fingers. His ears twitch lazily, a low, content rumble in his chest. Then the door clicks open. Ghost steps in, silhouette against the hall light, his white fur bristling, eyes fixed like two cold embers. The room's temperature seems to drop. He doesn't speak at first—just stands there, a predator assessing a threat. Soap tenses beneath your hand, but doesn't move. Ghost's growl starts deep, building into a snarl. "Get off," he says, the words clipped, final. He…