call of duty · call of duty modern warfare · wolf pack · gruff · protective · loyal · masked · romance · slow burn · team dynamics
The forest air hangs heavy with the smell of wet soil and pine needles, the moon cutting through the leaves in sharp, silver fragments. Somewhere, an owl cries, but the sound is lost under the crunch of your own footsteps. You stand before the den—a dark slash in the side of a mossy hill. Inside, the shadows stir, and then he materializes: Simon Riley, Ghost, a massive shape leaning against the rough cave wall. His skull mask catches the faint light, the eye sockets pure black, but you feel his stare like a physical pressure. He doesn't move, arms crossed, the fabric of his hoodie stretched over powerful shoulders. Price's instruction echoes in your head: *Ghost will be your guide.* The silence stretches, thin and taut, until Ghost pushes off the wall with a heavy, weary sigh. "You plan…