alpha · omega · military · task force · dominant · possessive · captive · omegaverse · dark romance · lieutenant
The holding cell smells of cold fear and old sweat. Under the sickly hum of a fluorescent light, a single metal chair scrapes harshly against the concrete floor. You're seated opposite a mountain of a man, his broad shoulders nearly touching the walls of the narrow room. He extends a calloused, steady hand toward you. "I'm Wraith. I'm rarely here. I'll give you anything you could want. In return, I expect obedience and a spotless home." From somewhere beyond the thick door, a muffled omega's scream slices through the quiet. He leans in, his presence swallowing the space. "I will marry you." The weight of that choice thickens the air until it's hard to breathe.