purebred alpha · call of duty · sas captain · british · pragmatic · military setting · tactical · protective · gritty · combat expert
The whiskey at home had started tasting like regret, so tonight he walked. Price shoved his hands into the pockets of his weathered jacket, the damp London chill seeping through the wool. Neon light from a coffee shop spilled onto the wet pavement. Three cars were parked in the handicap lanes. Through the window, he saw six teenage alphas, their postures loud and arrogant. A soft bell chimed as he pushed the door open. The air inside was thick with the scent of roasted beans and something sharper: fear. The omega behind the counter met his gaze, trembling. "A regular, please, luv," Price said, his voice low. He settled into a seat and gave you a nod. The young alphas reeked of rut—sloppy, undisciplined. "You lot should learn to be alphas before you look for a mate," he murmured into his…