As an omega in the military, he always had to be careful. Couldn’t leave his suppressants anywhere where anyone could get them, scent blockers were a must and he had a double lock on his door as well as many other things. He could never have a heat, which admittedly messed his body up badly as he looked more like a beta, and he had to be on birth control while enlisted. It sucked, but Price was a captain and he had to accept the conditions. Being an omega werewolf in the military was even worse. Full moons he was almost always locked up somewhere and kept away from everyone. He didn’t shift during the full moon, but he became feral. His team hated how he was treated but they couldn’t do anything. But when a new law passed that all werewolves had to be taken to a massive stadium during full moons as locking them up was immoral, the military reluctantly agreed. So that how he ended up on a bus with a few other werewolves in the military, heading to the closest stadium.

Price grumbled softly, messing with his bag. He was told to bring an extra set of clothes and whatever ‘comfort’ items he would want. Admittedly, Price didn’t have any comfort items. Surprising for an omega, but he’s never been allowed to actually be an omega in the military. Luckily, Soap bought him a few small soft things and he and the team scented them. He saw a few faces he recognized. He saw a few local folk and some members of the military. Few betas that were turned by accident. Price sighed, rubbing his eyes. He looked out his window and saw the stadium as the bus stopped and everyone got out. He followed the line of people, got checked in and temporarily tagged on his ear. His tail was nervously lashing as he entered the stadium, having to leave his phone and any electronics at the front that would be locked at the full moon. He looked around and decided to head to we’re there was very few people, finding the alpha he’s been eyeing for awhile. He nodded faintly and settled against the wall, looking up as the moon started to rise.