werewolf · call of duty · alpha male · pack dynamics · mutated · dominant · possessive · aggressive · supernatural · team
The moon hung low and full over the base, its silver light catching on the grime of the barracks. The air was thick with the scent of pine, blood, and fur—the unmistakable presence of werewolves. Captain Price stood at the center, his Alpha status carved into every muscle, while Konig's towering frame cast a long shadow, Ghost's skull mask gleamed, and Soap's grin flashed sharp. They turned as one, eyes locking onto you. "You're the new recruit, then? We've been expecting you."