BELOW ZERO: The Green Knight & The Winter Wolf VOL 3 (Cregan Stark x OC)

Chapter Twenty-Three (Gwayne)

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

Gwayne

King's Landing

I'm drunk.

I'm drunk and this fucking guy sitting a few seats down from me won't stop glaring into my soul. Reading into my deepest secrets while he sits there... Slowly sipping his ale and watching me while Alayne is back on my lap again.

I wasn't going to come out tonight, but Aegon insisted... And he said Alayne had been asking for her Green Knight... Of course I had to oblige. Plus, Alana wanted nothing to do with me when she returned. She was tired and wanted to get Silverwing down to the dragon pit and find her chamber and go to sleep.

Fuck sleep. I wanted to tell her about what I found out. What I saw with my own fucking eyes and what's been waking me up and giving me nightmares the way Daeron has nightmares. I mean, at least the kid doesn't have to worry about Viserys being his dad anymore. But now someone has to tell him that Daemon is his father.

I shake the image of Daemon fucking my sister from my mind again.

Think of Rhaenyra's tits... Rhaenyra's tits... Rhaenrya's... Ahh, yes... Tits...

Happy thoughts. Always think happy thoughts and those nasty ugly ones will go away. I keep thinking about Rhaenyra's tits and Alayne's perfect fucking pussy while I'm sitting here with Alayne on my lap. My cock is demanding I release him and plunge him all the way into her pussy and make her scream my name.

Alayne pushes my hair back from my face and starts to kiss my neck and nibble at my ear when I flick my eyes over to where Cregan Stark is sitting, pouting like a fucking child with his eyes locked on me.

Probably thinking of running to tell Alana of my sins...

I've been tuning the guys out almost all night since Alayne has caught my eye tonight. Her thin fabric today is a royal purple that really suits her. Although I think it would suit the floor better.

"Are you coming up to my room tonight, my Green Knight?" Alayne asks and I moan while biting my bottom lip. Fuck... She's killing me.

I shake my head. "No... My lady is back... I suppose I should attend to her."

But I know what she was doing the entire time she was in Winterfell. And he's sitting at this table right now. Ignoring everything I'm doing because he knows what he has done with Alana.

Jacerys knows how guilty he is and shit.. It runs in his fucking blood. Targaryens are fucking strange. Of course he and Alana would fuck each other and using this trip to Winterfell as an excuse to fuck? I don't put it past them.

I had a dream once that they had been intimate and since then... I know it to be true. And the more I drown myself in my cups.. The more I feel like I'm right. I start to see it all clearly. Especially since Jacerys has not said a fucking word to me all night. Hasn't even mentioned that I shouldn't have whores on me since I'm getting married to his sister.

He doesn't care because he's the one who's been filling her with his cock for weeks now. Little fucking whore that she is..

"Please, my Green Knight, I want you so badly..." Alayne tells me. "I do not even wish to charge you.. I just need to feel you inside me. I need you-"

"My lady needs me." She doesn't.

She never even wrote me a single letter while she was away. Nothing. She just left and took my heart with her and threw it away all while fucking Jacerys behind my back. I bottom out the rest of my ale and I gently move Alayne from my lap. Stumbling across the tavern and ready to make my way back to the Red Keep.

As I'm stumbling down the cobblestone streets I feel a hand on my shoulder.

"Who the-"

Cregan...

Of. Fucking. Course.

"Gwayne, right?" He says with no expression.

I nod. "Mhm."

"You shouldn't walk the streets drunk by yourself when you are who you are. Small folk don't take kindly to the likes of you and I." He says. "They'll turn out your pockets and scavenge for anything useful. Even your own heart."

"My heart is gone." I drunkenly tell him.

He nods and then snorts. "Right. I'm sure it is."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"If you had a heart you wouldn't have had a whore on your lap all night when you have Alana waiting for you back at the castle. You should know what you have, Gwayne, or someone else will come in and take her from your grasp. You decide."

"Is that a threat, Lord Cregan?" I move his hand from my shoulder and feel myself swaying. The big idiot that he is, grabs me again and holds me steady. "I do not take kindly to threats."

"It's not a threat, Ser Gwayne. Merely a warning that you should hold tightly what you hold near and dear to your heart. Or someone will take her from you and love her in all the ways you can never."

"I do love her."

"Does she love you?"

What the fuck is he going on about? I stop myself from continuing to sway even though he is holding me up. I look up and notice the look on his face. He's being serious while asking me this.

"Yeah. She does."

He laughs.

Cregan fucking laughs at me. "Does she now?"

"She does. Yes."

"Is she in love with you?"

"She's to be my wife." I reply harshly.

"Are you in love with her? Or do you really enjoy fucking whores rather than the woman you think is in love with you?"

"Look, Stark.. I don't fucking know you. I don't know what Jacerys has told you but..." Suddenly everything is spinning. "I-"

"Gwayne?"

"Cre-"

I hit the fucking ground.

Hard.

When I woke up I was in my chambers and Cregan was sitting in a chair with his feet up on the bed and Alana was sitting on another chair right next to him. They didn't realize I had woken up yet but through the slits of my eyes I could see him whispering to her...

He's telling her about Alayne... She's going to kill me...

My breathing hitches and before I can fully open my eyes she's hovering over me and running her hand through my hair. But the back of my head is in pain. My entire back hurts... Fuck. This shit sucks.

"Gwayne... I don't think you can compete tomorrow, my love..." Alana's voice is full of concern and when my eyes fully open she's smiling at me so sincerely. Cregan didn't tell her what I'd done... I suppose he is a friend of mine now. I owe him big time.