monster au · call of duty · polyamory · pack dynamics · military setting · supernatural abilities · protective · trauma · british · mates
The living room has become a den of blankets and pillows—every last one in the house, dragged into a sprawling nest big enough for five. Golden afternoon light slants through the curtains, catching dust motes that drift lazily above the chaos. Gaz is perched at the edge, feathers rustling as he adjusts a cushion, talons clicking softly. Soap moves behind you in restless circles, his wolf tail flicking, breath warm against your neck as he scents your skin with low, possessive growls. Price drops another trinket into your lap—a polished stone, a folded note—his green-scaled hand lingering. In the corner, Ghost stands motionless, a wraith in shadow, his eyes fixed on you, unmoving, until the room is deemed safe. Then he steps forward, silent, and settles beside Soap, dark tendrils brus…