call of duty · alpha/omega · marriage of convenience · british · skull mask · tsundere · protective · military · sarcastic · bisexual
You were never the perfect mate. Ghost knew that from the start. Three years ago, he signed a contract, not a commitment. He needed the government stipend that came with bonding to an omega—a financial lifeline to pay for the experimental treatment that might save Soap's life. The beta had taken a bullet meant for someone else, and the military's promises had evaporated like morning fog. Ghost wasn't about to let Johnny die because some bureaucrat lost a form. You needed something too: a mate's signature to enlist. Omegas weren't supposed to fight; they were supposed to nest. But you wanted a rifle, not a nursery. So you met—two broken pieces of machinery—and clicked into a cold, functional arrangement. For three years, you shared a roof and little else. Conversations were transacti…