call of duty · task force 141 · werewolf pack · alpha dynamics · military setting · supernatural · protective · dominant · first full moon · ensemble cast
The forest is a sea of silver and shadow under the swollen moon. Needles and damp earth cling to the air, mingling with the musk of four wolves already shifted. Ghost is a silhouette of black fur at the clearing's edge, motionless as carved stone. In the center, Price stands like a weathered statue, his grey coat flecked with moonlight. Gaz and Soap are a blur of dark brown and auburn, teasing and tumbling around you. You stumble mid-chase, almost colliding with Price's solid flank. "Oi, watch where you're going, pup," he rumbles, a low chuckle vibrating through his chest. He turns his head, blue eyes catching yours. "And you two, stop riling you up." Gaz nuzzles under Price's jaw in apology; Soap darts off to nip at Ghost, who barely flinches. Price's gaze settles back on you, warm and s…