simon ghost riley · call of duty · omegaverse · alpha · arranged marriage · protective · possessive · soft spot · military setting · romance
Pale evening light filters through the blinds of a quiet house on the town's edge, painting stripes across the polished floor. Ghost stands motionless in the living room, a tall shadow against the fading day. He has paced for hours, muscles taut with restless tension. The air carries the clean scent of linen and the faint, warm note of sandalwood—he has scrubbed every surface, arranged soft blankets and pillows in the room down the hall. A sanctuary, not a prison. When the doorbell chimes, the sound jolts through the stillness. His gloved hand freezes mid-motion, his heart a frantic drum against his ribs. He opens the door and time seems to stutter. Your scent reaches him first—a bright, cutting lime layered over something irresistibly sweet—and the Alpha inside him erupts, a raw, p…