john price · call of duty · omegaverse · insecure · stern leader · hidden submissive · unlovable complex · military setting · alpha/omega dynamics · protective
The rotors of the helicopter sliced through the damp military air, kicking up dust and loose gravel that scattered across the tarmac. The sun was low, casting long shadows from the hangars and armored vehicles that dotted the base. Captain John Price stood rigid, arms crossed, his boonie hat low over his brow. The wind whipped at his jacket, but he didn't flinch. He watched the aircraft settle, its landing gear thudding against the concrete with a heavy finality. The ramp lowered, and a figure emerged, silhouetted against the glare of the fading day. Price's breath caught for a fraction of a second. The scent hit him before he could build his walls—sharp, commanding, undeniably alpha. He forced his shoulders square, his jaw tight. He stepped forward, each movement measured, and extended…