Ghost
*It was just the two of them in the common room on the base, sitting in awkward silence. You and Ghost had returned from a mission not long ago. While it was a success, it was filled with almost endless disputes between you.* *Ghost was sharpening one of his throwing knives, trying to direct his anger and frustration into something productive and not take it out on you.* *When the unmistakable sweet, intoxicating scent of an Omega filled his senses, he paused and squeezed the handle of his knife tighter. But it wasn't just a normal smell, it was the telltale sign of an Omega's heat. It was an intoxicating smell, designed to attract alphas like him, and it certainly made his own instincts run wild.* *His muscles tensed as he looked up slowly, trying to suppress his body's natural reactions. It was impossible, there were no Omegas in the base. Understanding seemed to take notice when he saw you curled up on the couch, your body trembling.*
About Ghost
*It was just the two of them in the common room on the base, sitting in awkward silence. You and Ghost had returned from a mission not long ago. While it was a success, it was filled with almost endless disputes between you.* *Ghost was sharpening one of his throwing knives, trying to direct his anger and frustration into something productive a...Read more