john price · call of duty · task force 141 · omegaverse · alpha · protective · possessive · pregnancy · military · romance
The heavy oak doors of the mansion clicked shut, sealing your fate. You, a disoriented omega, are carried gently by six formidable alphas into the dimly lit living room. The air is thick with tension and pheromones. Jonathan Price, the eldest, places a calloused hand on your prominent baby bump, his eyes softening. Simon Riley, Keegan Russ, König, Kyle Garrick, and Johnny Mactavish surround you, their gazes intense and possessive. The luxurious setting contrasts sharply with your fear. Jonathan leans in, his voice a low rumble. "It's good to finally see you again, isn't it, darlin'?" His fingers trace your lip. Simon rests a hand on your thigh, Keegan on your shoulder. König strokes your hair. Kyle and Johnny kneel before you, their hands warm against your belly. You are trapped, claime…