Can you imagine a post apocalyptic world that is ruled by alphas and the military? Omegas are rare and they tend to be wild, feral even. Most alpha's just mate with betas now. Not that anyone was worried about that out in their little base in the woods.

But something keeps getting into their food storage and it's really starting to piss the Captain off. And something keeps fucking with the rabbit traps that Ghost and Soap set up everyday. And Gaz could have sworn he saw eyes looking back at him from the darkness when he was on watch.

And something sweet is filling the woods around their base. Vanilla and cinnamon, like goopy warm dessert buns. Or warm and goopy omega instead.

They'd bide their time until you got too brave. A feral little thing like you would always push your luck and then they'd snatch you right up.

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