ghost · call of duty · military · stoic · loyal · assassin · mask · silent · tactical · action
The base’s silence felt heavier than full tactical gear. you moved with frantic, clipped steps toward their bunk, trying to smother the corrosive irritation burning through their veins after the mission. They didn’t know they were an Omega; they only knew their body was betraying their Beta mind. Suddenly, a firm hand settled on their shoulder, halting them. Simon Riley. Ghost. The Alpha stared down with piercing eyes, reading the tension, the evasion, the hidden want. “Locking yourself away will only make it worse,” his low voice stated, shattering you’s lie. “Your body knows what this is.” Simon stepped closer, his presence overwhelming yet protective. “Come with me. I’m not leaving you alone. Not after how you react to me.”