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Viktor<3
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Viktor from arcane (real!!)
I remember reading it when there was only a single chapter!! I'm so happy with how the story was. ^^ this story totally changed my view on the whole jayvik world.

thank u for creating such a life-changing, well-written fic EVER!!
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April 29, 2025 at 12:12 AM
so very unique.

It smelt like fire, sitting on the beach when the salty air was pushed into your face when the wind blew a little stronger.

And it was so tantalizing. Everything about the man was like a god.

And Soap wanted nothing less than crawling into this mans nest with him, to hold him.
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in.

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Soap noticed it, too. The way that Ghost strictly never fiddled with his balaclava like he usually did. Barely even moved his neck. That's where his scent glands were. They must have been inflamed.

But the other, is that Ghost smelt like something. It was faint, but still
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person that he saw was the damn Sargent. Soap immediately came up to him, with a pat on the shoulder like he did when they first met.

"Welcome back, Ghost. Glad your feelin' better." Soap said in that stupidly attractive accent. His scent was so much more strong now that Ghost took another breath
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into his room, Price sent a nurse down to check on him. The nurse also confirmed that, Yes, Simon was in fact not a beta.

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Now that Ghost was, pretty much, back to normal. Well, as normal as he could be now that he had the faintest smell following him.
And, God, the first
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The next few days were hell. Stomach cramps, sweating, mood swings. Ghost locked himself into his room, didn't answer anybody that came to his door. He didn't know what was happening, but he had the faintest of a clue.

Price was right, the bastard.

After day 3 of being locked
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up, so that just means I'm a beta. Right?" Ghost asked

"Do... Do you think you just... have been late. You know, be a late bloomer?"

Ghost chuckled. "Pretty sure I'm just a beta."

"I think you should take these next few days off." Price told. It wasn't a recommendation like he made it sound.
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distressed. Now, Price did not think it was as funny as he usually did. Yes, he had Ghost's medical files, but not like he needed them for his secondary gender. He just assumed like everyone else did.

"You, a beta?" Price said, shocked.

"Yeah, well. When I was younger I never had a secondary pop
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once more. Ghost didn't understand why his distress was so funny to Price.

"Simon, hadn't anyone tell you about your secondary gender? That's whats supposed to happen."

"No, its not. I am a beta, last time I checked, and I'm not supposed to smell pheromones!" Ghost said in a whisper yell, very
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quickly.
"Price, You know Soap?"
"Yeah, what about him?"
"I think he cursed me, or something!"

And Price just laughed at him.

"No! Stop! I am being serious." Ghost said with a glare."I can't smell anybody, but when I met him, everything is so... Pungent!"

And Price had the audacity to laugh
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at first. But now, Ghost actually *leaned* towards Soap.
Ghost rushed to Price's office, knocking on the door like Price owed him money. The 141's alpha, Price, opened the door, thinking there was something wrong.
"Simon? The hell are you doing?"

Ghost walked into Prices office, sitting down
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never swooned over an Omega. But now, he found himself slowly clinging onto Soap. In the mess, he sat across from Soap, purposefully smelling the air to see if he can catch even a slight aroma of his pheromones.
And it freaked him out. He had never been this way towards anybody. He hated the smell
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attempted to calm Soap down like an omega. Other Alphas did, though. They tried to treat Soap as an Omega in need, just because he wasn't as "Alpha" as the others.

In the rec room one night, everything changed.

Ghost, 37 years old, never had a scent, never had any heat or rut-like feelings,
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So Soap respected that. He didn't let out any pheromones that would try and be possessive. Soap understood his spot.
And when they were in Las Almas, that solidified it for Soap. If the man was not an Alpha, then what was. Soap especially enjoyed no pheremoned overpowering his nose like Ghost
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