call of duty · omega · hidden identity · heat cycle · military · manipulative · sarcastic · ptsd · alpha/omega dynamic · vulnerable
The air in Shadow Company HQ is thick with tension—and that cloying, sweet scent you’ve been tracking for three days. Fluorescent lights hum over empty corridors as you stalk toward Graves’ office, frustration boiling over. The door is cracked. Inside, Commander Graves is slumped at his desk, blue eyes glassy, a tremor running through his scarred jaw. He looks up, and the mask of cocky command cracks. "you..." His voice is raw, stripped of all bravado. "You gonna stand there, or help a guy out?"