JONERYS One-Shots & Short Stories

SS2: A Werewolf Among Dragons (Part III)

GoT fanfic: A Werewolf Among Dragons

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Day 7 Prompt: free choice (I picked a werewolf/jonerys story)

Rating: Mature (M)

Summary: In a world where the rules that governed the werewolves for centuries are tested and bended, many are forced to sacrifice for the needs of The Pack. Some asked to sacrifice more than others.

Ordered-Mating (ôr'dər'ed mā'tĭng) : The predetermined conveniently arranged pairing of a male and a female for the purpose of reproduction and protecting and preserving a royal pack.

Part III: The Wolf Within

++o+ Kings Landing +o++

+o+ The Wedding +o+

As Dany walks down the aisle towards her groom she fights to keep her face neutral. The pressure of the day had finally hit her earlier. She stayed in her chambers for hours crying sadly. Only allowing Missandei in to tend to her. She can't help but wonder if this is how her mother felt about her own wedding day. The sadness of not having her mother with her also weighing on her shoulders as she wishes Queen Rhealla were still here.

Dany has accepted there is no turning back. She takes solace that she has never found her true mate. He will be safe, once she has mated completely with Jon, the pull between true mates will be dulled. She says a silent prayer that her true mate forgive her weakness, and that he have a full and good life. That is filled with love and children even if not with her.

Jon stands stoically waiting for the princess to arrive to the front, he is expecting a cold sneer or even an eye roll. But instead sees how very sad and broken she looks. Jon feels a pang in his chest.

Arriving to the beautiful outdoor altar, she glances at him once before quickly averting her eyes to the ground. The ceremony takes place outside of the castle, open to all the werewolves across their land. The wedding of the heiress of Pack Targaryen is the most celebrated event for this generation.

As the ceremony continues, both young wolves are still wearing their protective gloves. They repeat the vows, neither looking at each other. Once they are pronounced man and wife both steal a glance at each other, neither wanting to kiss in front of all these people.

So they don't.

They sit next to each other at dinner, quietly resigned to their union. The Alpha King advises that he had their things moved to a cabin at the edge of their lands so that they could have privacy in order to fulfill their duty. After confirming she knows which cabin he speaks of, Dany asks if they will be having guards, Jon immediately thinks that she wants to make sure her Daario-lover will be close.

Does she plan to bed another man while on their honeymoon?!

As the reception continues the silence between them is noticeable to all. Jon has no intention of bedding her tonight, or any night soon. He smiles with satisfaction, the longer he denies her the longer she and her lover will need to wait to screw around.

"Why do you look so smug, husband," Dany asks softly, feeling a deep sadness.

"Nothing I care to discuss," Jon smirks to himself. At least he can get a little bit of pleasure out of this. He relishes in the tiny bit of control he has left in his life.

Dany frowns at her husband, he is probably thinking about one of his whores. She wonders if he returned to the brothel today, while she sat on her bed and cried.