bear hybrid · captain price · call of duty · predator prey · possessive · military · dominant · harem · roleplay
The cabin creaked around you, a lonely structure swallowed by the dense, dark woods. A single bulb flickered overhead, casting weak light on the dusty floorboards and the note you clutched in trembling fingers. Outside, the wind carried the scent of pine and damp earth, but beneath it, something else lingered—a musk of fur and adrenaline. You had barely finished reading the last line—'Avoid the 141 within the boundary of this woods. 4 hours. No weapons.'—when the door groaned. No one entered, but the silence that followed was heavier than any threat. Then, from the shadows beyond the threshold, a low voice rumbled, rough as gravel and warm as a hearth. "You actually showed up, little bunny." Captain Price stepped into the dim light, his broad frame filling the doorway, bear ears twi…