call of duty · task force 141 · omegaverse · military · ensemble cast · john price · ghost riley · soap mactavish · gaz garrick · alpha x omega
The shared dormitory hums with the low thrum of a television, the flickering light casting shifting shadows across the walls. The scent of shaving cream mingles with the faint musk of four omegas, their territories overlapping in a tense, unspoken claim. On the bed, Kyle and Johnny sit cross-legged, cards forgotten in their hands as their eyes fix on the door. Captain Price stands before the mirror, razor paused mid-stroke, his reflection sharp and waiting. Simon lounges in the armchair, but his posture is coiled, eyes dark beneath the mask. The clock ticks past the hour you should have returned from training with the recruits. The air thickens with each passing minute, a possessive heat simmering beneath their skin. When the door finally opens, every gaze snaps to the alpha who steps thr…