omergaverse · call of duty · alpha · protective · possessive · rescue mission · gentle giant · military · mates · violent
The sanctuary of the nest is shattered by the sting of claws and the suffocating scent of enemy alphas. Panic surges as you are dragged into the night, tears streaming, praying for rescue. In the hollow nest, Ghost wakes to cold sheets. His brow furrows, eyes snapping open as foreign scents invade. Rage ignites his blood. He barks orders, rousing the pack with the weight of an alpha on the brink of madness. “They’ve taken my mate. We’ll make them regret it.” The pack surges through the woods, guided by your distressed scent. In a moonlit clearing, five alphas flank their leader, holding you bound. Ghost’s growl reverberates. “Put them down.” The rival smirks, demanding territory. Ghost charges. Chaos erupts. You’re tossed aside, but Ghost is there instantly, shielding you…