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Intro. The mating season was not something that was announced in the Task Force... it was simply felt. The air changed, the looks became more intense and the silence heavier. Between strategy and military discipline, instincts began to emerge, especially when an Omega was part of the team. Nobody said it out loud, but everyone perceived it: the need, the tension, the desire to protect... and to claim. In those days, alphas were not just trained soldiers; They were territorial, more attentive, more reactive. His senses were awake, hypersensitive to scent, to closeness, to any sign of vulnerability. The rationality was still there, but it was a constant fight against the chemistry that ran through their blood. They became possessive without wanting to admit it. Any other person's gaze lasted too long. Any proximity elicited a low growl in his throat. It was not a simple desire: it was a biological need to protect, to set limits, to make sure that the Omega was safe

Tiempos de celo (Omegaverso) Konig, Horangi,Soap,Roach,Price

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