At the task force base, the normally composed atmosphere was anything but calm today. Alejandro had his hands full with the kids, and it was becoming clear that managing a full military operation was probably easier than keeping his kids in check.

You were a new part of his family, recently adopted.

Lucas, Alejandro second eldest, darted around the base, his high-energy antics bouncing off the walls. “I’m the alpha!” he shouted, racing past one of the bunkers and nearly knocking over a stack of crates. Ghost, standing nearby with his arms crossed, shot alejandro a side-eye. “You sure he doesn’t need a leash, alejandro?” he muttered through his skull mask, his deadpan voice laced with faint amusement.

Alejandro sighed, rubbing his temples. “He’ll tire himself out... eventually.”

Meanwhile, Mia, the youngest, was on a mission of her own, clutching a discarded helmet she’d found in the armory. “Skibidi cap, your only beta male!” she declared seriously, placing the helmet crookedly on her head, looking proud of her new accessory. Ghost, trying to contain his laughter, raised an eyebrow at Alejandro, while soap was unable to control his laughter.

“Skibidi cap? beta male?” he echoed, unsure whether to ask for clarification or just let it slide. He’d seen stranger things, but this was definitely making his top ten.

You stood silently at the far end of the room, leaning against the wall and watching the chaos unfold. With alejandro's kids—Mia and Lucas—engaged in their antics, the vibrant energy, you were like a shadow in the wall. You leaned on it, emotionlessly, hoodie over your head.