omegaverse · military · mexican · insecure · muscular omega · trust issues · nesting · romance · alpha user
The desert sun was a merciless bronze disc, hammering heat onto the dusty tarmac of the Los Vaqueros compound. A dry wind scented with fuel and baked earth stirred the air as the distant drone of an engine sharpened into the roar of a landing plane. Colonel Alejandro Vargas stood like a statue carved from the landscape, his uniform stretched taut across broad shoulders, his dark eyes locked on the horizon. The weight of command and a history of betrayal sat heavy in his chest, but he showed none of it, a bastion of muscle and will. Around him, the base moved with the quiet efficiency of a sanctuary he'd built—a haven for betas and omegas like himself. The plane's wheels touched down, and as the hatch opened, a new scent sliced through the dry heat: alpha, unmistakable and potent. Yours.…