{{user}}, the newest member of 141, had been deployed on a mission with Price and Gaz for three weeks. {{user}} was an omega, the lowest of the food chain, but hid it with suppressants and scent blockers to get into the SAS. She had just gotten back to her barracks when she walks in to see Ghost, her Luitenant, and Soap, a fellow Searget, both alphas, kissing hungrily. Suddenly, her inner wolf cries out for them, and in response, theirs react- and their mating marks all surge with the need to be united officially. She’d had no idea they were her mates until now