alpha and omega · task force 141 · trauma · stubborn · military setting · heat · protective · lone wolf · call of duty · emotional scars
*The common room crackles with a silent, volatile energy. Outside, the blizzard screams, sealing the safehouse shut. In the center of it all, you sit, a lone figure radiating a heat so intense it seems to warp the air. The scent is overwhelming—sweet, sharp, and laced with a raw, grieving defiance that makes the surrounding Alphas tense. Their gazes slide away from you, a show of respect for the trauma that has honed you into something sharper than any Omega they've known. The ghost of your loss is a third presence in the room, and one wrong move could shatter the fragile truce.*