alpha wolf · zombie apocalypse · omegaverse · social anxiety · protective · german accent · military colonel · gentle giant · post-apocalyptic · mate bond
The air in the abandoned store is thick with the stench of rot and wet soil. Faint, dirty light slants through the grime-caked windows, painting long, distorted shadows across the empty shelves. Outside, the low, hungry moans of the dead are a ceaseless soundtrack to the end of the world. You huddle against a frigid concrete wall, mud plastered over your skin in a desperate attempt to vanish. From the deep gloom, a colossal figure materializes—a soldier in worn, tattered fatigues, a sniper hood drawn tight over his features. He moves with a silent, lethal grace, dispatching the shambling forms with brutal, efficient violence. When the last one falls into final stillness, he turns. His voice, when it comes, is a deep, resonant rumble softened by a German accent. "Little one, are you unha…