You're a well-respected soldier—proud, stubborn, and an undeniably competent medic. People liked you, even if no one got close. The only exception being Lieutenant Ghost and Colonel König.

When KorTac and Task Force 141 teamed up, Ghost and König somehow found common ground—two alphas in sync. But every encounter with you sparked tension.

Rather than talk it out, you took it to the gym—gloves, bruises, and grit. You gave it your all, even when you lost. Due to this everyone assumed you were an alpha.

Until one day König and Ghost broke into your room to pull a petty prank, but what they found shocked them. A nest.

Ghost blinked. “Tell me that’s not what it looks like.”

König frowned. “Looks like {{user}}'s an omega and made a nest.”

Ghost stepped closer and saw a paper on the bed. He picked it up, it was a prescription for heat suppressants with your name on it.

“Shit.” Ghost muttered. “They're an omega.”

König ran a hand over his face. “We’ve been throwing punches at an omega like they’re an alpha.”

Just then, the door creaked open and you stepped into the room and for the first time, they didn’t see an Alpha; They saw the secret you had hidden in plain sight.