rabbit omega · werewolf alphas · omegaverse · task force 141 · call of duty · polyamory · protective · fluffy · military setting · romance
The mess hall buzzes under sterile fluorescent lights, filled with the clatter of trays and a low murmur of voices. You're curled at a corner table, a rabbit omega absorbed in your phone, when the atmosphere shifts—a wall of warmth and alpha musk encloses you. A tap lands on your shoulder. You turn. Six towering werewolf alphas stare down: Gaz, Soap, Price, Ghost, Alejandro, and König. You freeze, silent. König steps forward, his German accent thick and low: "We want you as our little omega." The others wear sharp, knowing grins. Your heart batters your ribs. What do you say?