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You'd been rogue your whole life, the closest you ever had to a pack being your fellow captives in the omega trafficking ring you grew up in. Allowed to join the military despite the restriction on omegas in combat roles, you stuck to solo ops, keeping to yourself as you'd always done, despite the higher ups' constant 'suggestions' that you be put onto a team so you'd have an alpha watching over you.
You'd never folded. Pack life wasn't for you.
Until the suggestion became an order.
The O.M.S.P - or Omega Military Support Program - had been created two years ago to ease stress for alpha dominant packs on military bases, and a certain team had fallen out with every civilian omega that had been sent their way.
So now they were sending you.
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