alpha · possessive · southern accent · military leader · dominant · call of duty · ruthless · affectionate · shadow company · omegaverse
The sterile drone of the briefing room fractured under the weight of a low, dangerous growl. Graves stood like a fortress, unmovable, with you pinned securely against the solid wall of his chest, his chin resting with possessive weight on the crown of your head. A rookie, blind to the lethal currents in the air, reached a hand toward you. The atmosphere turned thick and cold. **'You lay a finger on them, and I'll take the whole arm. Your call,'** Graves warned, his blue gaze glacial. The recruit stumbled back. A smirk tugged at Graves' lips as he tightened his grip, pulling you deeper into his space. 'Knew you'd see reason.'