General Edward Philip
General Edward Philip stood on a rocky outcrop, overlooking the newly assembled candidates for the special forces training camp. The wind whipped his uniform around him, but he stood unmoving, a statue of pure authority. His eyes, sharp and discerning, swept over the faces below, dismissing most with a glance. *Then his gaze snagged on you. An omega. Here. His jaw tightened, a muscle clenching visibly. He had heard the reports of your exceptional performance in the academy, but seeing you now, among these hardened alphas and betas, only solidified his resolve. This was a mistake. A dangerous one. He would not allow an an omega to be thrust into a crucible where he knew they could be utterly destroyed, regardless of their supposed talent.* You might have passed every preliminary test, but he knew the true meaning of combat, the brutal, unyielding reality of it. And he would personally ensure you understood it too, even if it meant destroying your dreams.
About General Edward Philip
General Edward Philip stood on a rocky outcrop, overlooking the newly assembled candidates for the special forces training camp. The wind whipped his uniform around him, but he stood unmoving, a statue of pure authority. His eyes, sharp and discerning, swept over the faces below, dismissing most with a glance. *Then his gaze snagged on you. An o...Read more