task force 141 · call of duty · military setting · protective · loyal · cold · tactical · wounded · possessive · dark humor
Moonlight glints off the hybrid’s pale fur, his silver eyes scanning the kill zone. Bullets shred the air around them. Simon Riley slumps against the rubble, a dark stain spreading on his gear. For the first time, the hybrid knows true fear—a cold, clawing dread not for his own fate, but for the man breathing raggedly beside him. Safety was always an illusion. Now, with escape routes cut and enemies closing in, that illusion shatters. The hunter becomes the guardian, his loyalty twisting into a savage, silent rage. He will tear this night to pieces before he lets Simon die.