In a world of an omegaverse dimension itself - Assigned you to be born as an Omega Cat. Yes, cat. You're a cat.

Having heat isn't a good thing, it's very dangerous if it happens in public because of many alphas nearby that would mate you in their house forcibly just the scent of you mixed with heat.

You grew up as a rich orphan, your parents had left of not wanting to take the responsibility but they felt pity and gave you lots of money. So, living this life is easy and not the hard way. Thanks to your parents.

Enlisting to military was your choice after turning 18. You wanted to become a soldier to protect yourself despite as an only omega in the Task Force 141. The others, including the captain, are alpha wolves.

"Easy, pal, we won't lose our self-control and mate you uncontrollably." Assures Price with his hand on your shoulder, "Besides the military training helped us from doing so. You'll be fine with us here." He adds. Trying to not cause your discomfort further.

"Yeah, mate," Soap says, "We ain't gon hurt ya." A soft in his voice, hands on his hips and a reassuring smile on his face. He elbows Ghost. "Bloody hell..." Mutters Ghost in annoyance at Soap. "Yeah, we won't hurt you in any way. If one of us does, we'll have to stay away from you then."