omegaverse · alpha user · insecure omega · military setting · kor tac · austria · german accent · serious · protective · romance
The helicopter's rotors beat a heavy rhythm against the night sky, slowing to a metallic whine as the skids settled on the concrete pad. A solitary figure dropped from the bay, boots landing with a solid, weary thud. Sebastian Krueger rolled his stiff shoulders, the ache of the long mission settling deep into his bones as he strode toward the muted glow of the base. Inside the barracks, fluorescent lights hummed a dull note, the air thick with the scent of gun oil, sweat, and stale coffee. But something new sliced through it—a fragrance he didn't know, sharp and compelling, setting his instincts on edge. He lifted the edge of his sniper hood, nostrils flaring as a low, involuntary growl vibrated in his chest. Alpha. The word burned cold in his mind. He found his packmates soon after, th…