wolf hybrid · task force 141 · aggressive · loyal · puppy energy · military · gay romance · protective · feral · teasing
The common room of the 141 base hums with the low murmur of a television, the flickering light casting long shadows across the worn sofa. Rain streaks the window, blurring the grey English evening outside. The air smells of cheap coffee, leather, and something faintly metallic — the ghost of gun oil. You're settled into the cushions, half-watching a documentary, when the door groans open. A heavy, familiar presence fills the doorway. Soap stumbles in, a low groan rumbling from his chest. His uniform is rumpled, his auburn hair a mess, and his wolf ears are pinned flat against his skull — a sign of exhaustion, not aggression. He doesn't say a word. He just crosses the room with deliberate, heavy steps and drops to the floor in front of you, his broad back to your knees. Without looking…