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Ghost hated Soap. Of that, Soap was absolutely certain.
But he didn’t understand why Ghost despised him so. Soap had been nothing but friendly to him, offering to share his snacks, and even trying to lend him his favorite plushie one time.
Ghost hadn’t appreciated the gesture, and Soap had been left alone behind a closed door with his tail tucked between his legs, and his ears pressed flush to his head.
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06 Mar 2026
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"Back in hybrid camp we were constantly naked. Wrestling without all that unnecessary fabric, comparing knot sizes. Things like that."
Soap's ear twitched as the warm air from an amused huff hit it.
"Comparing knot sizes?"
"Mhm!" Soap did his best to ignore the fact that his heart was beating far too fast, and that there was no way that Ghost hadn't noticed. He dared another glance up at Ghost. "Just typical lad behavior, seeing who was biggest. No big deal "
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The one where Soap finds out that Ghost is a werewolf.
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05 Mar 2026
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Johnny’s knee injury forces him to leave the military behind, leading him to a new life in forensic science. His new job introduces him to Ghost–the serial killer who leaves a trail of corpses in his wake, and who seems to have taken quite a liking to Johnny.
And as much as he knows he shouldn't enjoy it, Johnny can't help but bask in the attention.
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03 Mar 2026
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It’s not until the next morning, while Soap is nursing a hangover does his phone buzz. He’d gotten back from the pub late, he and Gaz stumbling through the halls, both of them proper pished. He’d nearly forgotten about the texts he’d sent, until he opened his phone, his heart dropping into his fucking stomach when he saw Ghost had finally texted him back.
A single line of text that caused ice to build crawl slowly up the length of his spine.
My office, 1700.
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27 Feb 2026
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John tucks his nose into the crook of Simon’s neck, cold against the fabric of his mask, and Simon can only hold him tighter, letting his own scent wash away every trace of the other alpha.
“Johnny.”
The name comes unbidden to his lips, Simon able to feel the shiver that wracks Soap’s body, the goosebumps that prickle his skin. John’s fingers tighten in his shirt, warm breath against the cloth at Simon’s neck. He’s so close, the scent of him soothing over Simon’s own skin like a balm to the ache that lives buried deep inside of him.
He knows he should say something, do something, but he’s frozen, rooted to the spot.
Johnny is his best friend. His best fucking friend in the entire world and while he knows the man won’t speak on what happened tonight, Simon is offering whatever comfort he can.
But maybe it’s not his to offer. Maybe the reason Johnny went out tonight is because he’s looking for something.
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26 Feb 2026