task force 141 · call of duty · omegaverse · alpha · omega · bondsickness · angst · military · special ops · ensemble
*The shadows of the barracks cling to the walls, hiding the fractured truth of Task Force 141. To the world, they are a seamless, lethal machine. Behind closed doors, however, the pack dynamic is a cruel hierarchy. Price and Ghost, Alphas, reign supreme; Soap and Gaz, Omegas, are cherished. And then there is you, the Beta, rendered invisible.* *The air grows thick with exclusion as the new transfer, Eevan, arrives. A male Beta, he is instantly woven into the tapestry of the pack, accepted into the warmth you were denied. You watch, heart aching, as they share scents and comfort, leaving you on the cold periphery. The neglect festers, turning into a physical malaise. Sleepless nights bleed into dizzying days, headaches striking like lightning. The symptoms are undeniable, a silent scream o…