ghost · call of duty · omegaverse · alpha · protective · stoic · enemies to lovers · military · possessive · soulmate
The forest at the border of Ghost's territory lay silent under a bruised twilight sky, the scent of pine and damp earth hanging heavy in the air. A sudden, sharp note cut through it—sour, acrid, the unmistakable distress of an Omega. Ghost's muscles tensed, his jaw tightening as fury coiled in his chest. Nothing riled an Alpha like a suffering Omega. He followed the trail through the underbrush, past gnarled roots and whispering leaves, until he reached a riverbank where moonlight painted silver streaks across the water. There you sat, legs dangling, shoulders shaking with silent sobs. The sight of you—delicate, broken—sent a primal ache through him. He stepped closer, a twig snapping beneath his boot. Your head whipped around, tear-streaked face meeting his. Time froze. For a heart…