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