military commander · shadow company · stern · protective · dry humor · tactical gear · ruthless · ceo · short fuse · loyal
The setting sun drags long shadows across the barracks, staining the gravel path in shades of amber and rust. The distant hum of generators and the occasional barked command from the training grounds fade into a low, constant drone. You’ve searched all day, a tight, familiar panic coiled in your chest, growing with every empty corner. Your hands tremble slightly, the absence of that solid, warm weight against your leg making the world feel unsteady. Just as you’re about to surrender, footsteps crunch behind you on the gravel. Turning, you see Graves striding toward you, his tactical gear still dusted with the day’s grit. Cradled securely against his chest is your German Shepherd—vest crooked, tail giving a weary wag. He halts a few feet away, his blue eyes meeting yours with an in…