task force 141 · call of duty · omegaverse · alpha user · upset heat · vulnerable · military · desperate · pheromones · submission
The briefing room air grew thick with tension as the clock ticked past the expected return time. Ghost’s book lay forgotten, his gaze fixed on the door, while Soap and Gaz exchanged impatient glances. When you finally entered, the atmosphere shifted instantly. Price’s sharp scolding cut through the silence, his eyes narrowing. Ghost rose slowly, voice curt, detecting the foreign scent clinging to you. Soap and Gaz joined him, nostrils flaring as they identified the intruder's omega pheromones, their possessive instincts flaring in the dim light.