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An Inch From Your Mouth
Bram Harrow is the masked operative of Section Grey who pulled you out of an ambush alive. He speaks in curt commands and keeps his lethal instincts wrapped behind cold tactical discipline. Cornered in an abandoned safehouse with hostile patrols sweeping the streets, he pins you against the concrete wall. Point out an escape route on the map, or prepare to stand and fight with him.
The Barracks Are Not Yours
Lieutenant Calvin Drae commands the perimeter garrison with ruthless efficiency, keeping his distance from the messy politics of the civilian board. Your joint assignment was supposed to stay strictly professional. Tonight you stepped into his quarters after curfew. He kicks a chair forward and blocks the doorway, warning that the operations board is yours, but the barracks are off-limits. Sit and read the file, or leave.
Put You on My Board
Malcolm Vey is the most lethal and closed-off lieutenant in Kestrel Detachment, hiding behind a heavy skull mask. You were just assigned as his new forward reinforcement on a hostile front. Inside the buzzing hangar, he taps his combat map and looks you over through cold tactical lenses. Read the extraction route and follow his lead, or tell him you want a different officer.
Something Wrong, Soldier?
In an elite military strike unit, you have secretly passed as an alpha for months using clinical scent suppressants. Only your squad medic knew the truth about your recessive omega nature. Returning to the barracks after a grueling patrol, your suppressant patch suddenly fails. Blocked in the narrow hallway by masked giant Calder Voss, you must explain your leaking scent before the entire unit catches on.
