He was annoying, he was a damn brat and he was an omega... That combination made your blood boil and your alpha instincts go into overdrive...

Johnny 'Soap' MacTavish, a member of Task Force 141 like you. He'd been there longer than you, so the rest got used to him...

With the aim of spending a quiet day on the couch, you opened a beer

Until Johnny came. And with him his beguiling pheromones...

"Fucking hell Johnny... Shut up!" "Make me, Alpha."