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 II:Accepting One's Fate

++o+ Winterfell +o++

+o+ The Stark Pack +o+

As Jon enters the dining room of Winterfell he is surprised to see his entire family in disarray. His mother and father giving orders to staff while his siblings are speaking animatedly among themselves.

"Jon, we need to talk," Alpha Ned tells his son while standing. Extending his hand to Luna Catelyn so that she can join them.

Jon nods and then follows his father and mother out of the room, pausing when Ned stops to turn around and orders Robb to join them as well.

The four walk in silence through the dark corridors of Winterfell.

"I asked Robb to join as he will be the next Alpha of Winterfell and he should hear this." Ned explains as all take a seat at the conference table in his office.

"My sons as you are aware, the Alpha-King Aerys of the Targaryen pack has only one remaining heir. The princess Daenerys, who will become Luna after she marries," Ned says calmly.

Jon notices the way that Robb perks up. As Jon is second born he has never accompanied father to counsel meetings at Kings Landing. Robb accompanied father last year, upon coming home he told His brothers and sisters what a stunning beauty the princess was. Explaining that men and women of all ages were bewitched with her incredible beauty. Robb had also mentioned that she seemed standoffish and aloof. One could say cold even.

"Jon? Did you hear me?" Ned says, looking nervously at his wife for a moment. Catelyn is still stunned since reading the raven's note earlier that morning. Catelyn being concerned that their son would be forced to marry, he is still so young himself.

Ned and Catelyn recognized their mistake, they had never imagined this for Jon. They didn't prepare him to be an alpha. Let alone The Alpha.

Jon notices that Robb's eyes are wide, he admits he didn't hear to his father.

"Jon, we have agreed to honor our King's wishes. The Stark Pack was selected for a great honor. It was many months ago that we submitted your name for representation for Pack Stark. Robb is destined to be the next Alpha of Winterfell, so you, Jon, were the next logical choice. . You have been selected to Ordered-Mating with Daenerys. You will become the Alpha of the Targaryen pack, with the princess as your Luna." Ned says slowly, letting the words sink in.

Jon frowns, horrified at the thought. He has never given much thought to family or children, he considers himself to be a warrior. He had planned to live his life at Winterfell, as right hand to his brother when he became Alpha. His role has always been to serve as Beta.

And now he is going to be forced to marry? Some girl he's never met? Jon doesn't give a damned how pretty Robb claims she is, he doesn't even want to get married.

"The wedding is in less than a fortnight. Our family leaves for Kings Landing at the end of the week," Ned says with determination. "You are getting married, Jon."

++o+ Kings Landing +o++

+o+ Preparing For The Wedding +o+

The Stark family arrived to Kings Landing and was immediately directed to their extravagant accommodations for their stay. Robb was quick to tell his siblings that these amazing rooms were twenty times nicer than the rooms the Starks were given during their last visit. Jon scowled, his brooding has been exasperated as of late. Mother warned her son to get it out of his system now. For King Aerys, a trueborn Alpha, would never tolerate such insolence.

Upon arrival Ned alone was summoned to meet with Aerys, the Alphas decided that Jon and Daenerys would not be included in the mapping of their futures.

The Stark children are so excited to finally be visiting the capital city, home to the largest pack of the seven Kingdoms.

Upon Ned's return he explained to all of his children the rules that are in place. Jon must wear his leather gloves at all times, and under no circumstances is he to touch a female in anyway with his bare skin. Any females aside from his mother or sisters that is. Ned assures Jon that Daenerys has been given the same instructions since she had turned sixteen years old.

At the age of sixteen both male and female werewolves are susceptible to finding their mates through touch.

Ned then explains what would happen if Jon or the princess were to accidently find their 'mate' this week – the mate would be eliminated. There can be no threat to the union. Ned explains that the Alpha King had walked him through the torture chambers beneath Red Keep while explaining how serious the law was followed.

Everyone remains silent, watching Jon puts on his leather gloves.

+++o+++

Jon is getting restless, he has been in this dreadful city for three nights and at no point has anyone summoned him to the castle in order to meet his bride. He is wearing his stupid gloves at all times. The worst part is that he dislikes this city, it is crowded, loud and the people are brutish.

It is the fourth day that the entire Stark family received an invitation to dine at the main castle that evening, as guests of Alpha Aerys and Princess Daenerys.

It wasn't until then that Jon realized how nervous he was. He would be seeing his future wife that evening, in front of a dining hall of strangers. Ned and Robb had been giving him crash courses on being an Alpha, especially one that is just and fair.

The pressure Ned and Catelyn feel is palpable, sensed by their six children. Even little Rickon can tell things are stressful.

"Don't mess up, Jon!" Sansa teases, although she a little anxious because all across the land have heard of the terrible Targaryen temperament.

"Oh, shut up, Sansa. Ignore her Jon!" Arya teases her older sister mercilessly. "I heard Sansa telling Mother that she expects you to arrange a powerful marriage for her once you are the new Alpha!"

"I won't deny it! But aside from my marriage prospects I do fear for Jon's well-being! The dragons are said to be ruthless and spiteful when provoked in even the smallest way," Sansa warns, as though telling Jon something he doesn't already know.

They have all heard the late night nursery room stories of tales of cruelty and cunning enforced by the highest pack. The Targaryen is the one pack that can control the dragons.

Jon will be a werewolf among dragons once he joins his princess at her side of this kingdom.

And he is not looking forward to it.

Stepping away from his family and swiftly ditching his assigned guards as he makes his way through the city to reach the outside gates, Jon needs to release his wolf and go for a long run. He dreads meeting his future Luna this evening. He imagines that being in line for leadership of the Targaryen Pack, this girl was raised to accept this way of life. Well good for her, he was not expecting his life to turn out like this.

Once Jon passes the far gate, he quickly strips his clothes after ensuring this is no one around. Jon was brought up to respect prudence and others around him. Especially having two younger sisters, the Stark boys were raised to be respectful and modest.

Transforming into his wolf brings Jon a strong sense of satisfaction. He finally feels free and strong as he runs ferociously through the lands. Jon's wolf has always been a mystery to his family. Jon is now a man of medium height, a muscular build, with grey eyes and raven black hair.

Once Jon turned into his wolf for the first time, it was as though all traces of him were gone. His wolf was huge, even larger than Ned's. Although his grey eyes remained, his wolf's fur was white as snow.

He welcomes the rush as he runs until distraction. Never noticing the black she-wolf that trails behind him for the first half of his run. It is hours later that Jon returns to the gate, quickly dressing before returning to their lodgings. Sighing, Jon closes his eyes, he is determined to make the best of this situation. Although not what he wanted, he will honor his duty and he hopes to find an ally and possibly even love one day with his Ordered-Mate.

It is time to meet his future Luna.

+++o+++

The Alpha King and the princess Daenerys sit in the throne to welcome their guests, family by family as they arrive for the banquet.

From the time she turned sixteen and released her wolf Dany had been forced to dress conservatively while wearing thin leather gloves, the main point being to protect her from accidentally finding her one true-mate.

The last week has been torture for Dany, overcome with sadness over her predicament. Over her future where she had no say. It enraged her when father and Alpha Stark met without her to discuss her life.

She smiles remembering the utter shock on Stark's face as she stormed into their meeting and sat at the other head of the table across from her father.

Good, let him warn his son how difficult I am. I will not be anyone's little woman. I am a Targaryen, I was born to lead and not be led.

Her most trusted handmaiden, Missandei, stands at her left while she greets all of the guests.

Finally the last family to enter the throne room is the Stark family. Daenerys is tired and irritable by this point, as she dreads meeting her intended. She vaguely recalls the oldest Stark son, Robb from a council meeting last year. He was handsome, tall and screamed with an air of arrogance that fit most firstborn sons if highborn status.

What she clearly remembers is the way he looked at her, like most young men do, full of desire.

Daenerys straightens her back while keeping her face neutral as the time arrives. Alpha and Luna Stark enter first, followed closely by their six children. A quick glance at their brood determines that none were multiples. Who has that many children? Dany scowls, remembering she will be required to procreate with this Northerner.

"Your grace, you are scowling boldly," Missandei whispers quietly. She is often looking out for Dany, desperately trying to diffuse the tension between father and daughter.

Dany quickly wipes all expression off her face, but not before locking eyes with the son standing next to Robb, assuming the Stark children are standing in birth order, the one that will be her Ordered-Mate. He clearly saw her previous scowl and is now frowning at her.

She meets his brooding look and arches an eyebrow, challenging him. He quickly looks away.

Jon is not pleased with the little he has seen of this girl. Yes, she is beautiful. But so what? If she is unpleasant and plans to make his life miserable, all the beauty in the world will not make up for that.

Dany notices that Jon is wearing the required leather gloves, as she glances down to her own hands. For a moment a deep sadness rolls over her. All she wanted was follow the ancient rules and find her true mate. Instead both she and this Jon Stark must shield themselves from the possibility of finding their true intended.

Even worse than never finding him, would be the knowledge that he would die painfully because of her. So she is careful to never touch anyone except the trust few in her circle. Many of whom have already found their own true mates, so it is safe to know she could not be linked to them.

For a moment Dany's mind wanders to her run earlier today, from afar she spotted a very intriguing werewolf running furiously through the forest. He was magnificent, the purest white coat she has ever seen. Her wolf had been curious and wanted to approach him, but then she remembered that while in wolf form she ran the risk of accidentally nudging the male.

What if…

She choose to turn and run back to the palace.

Once Alpha Ned Stark introduces his Luna and their six children, it is Missandei's turn to list the titles of first Aerys and then Daenerys.

Dany's eyes narrow as she studies the reaction of Jon Stark, she can see the combination of disinterest and amusement as her numerous titles are listed. Jon also makes it a point to watch Missandei as she lists her titles, whereas the rest of the Stark family gazes at her.

How dare he?!

"In order to avoid any confusion, I have ordered that there be no physical contact between my daughter and any males older than the age of fifteen. I will lift the rule once the wedding has officially taken place and consummation has occurred," Aerys says without emotion as Jon fights to control himself from squirming at the idea of sex with this person he doesn't know. Sex with anyone really. Jon is still a virgin, never interested in taking a lover. Even worse listening to her father talk about it. When Arya giggles, Catelyn Stark's head almost spins off of her neck.

The Alpha king ignores the youngest Stark girl, "We should allow Daenerys and Jon to meet and become better acquainted. Daenerys, please show Jon the royal gardens. If you go quickly, you should be back in time to sit before dinner begins."

"Why would we do that, Father?" Dany asks innocently. Watching as the vein in her father's temple begins to twitch. She doesn't care, not anymore. She is being forced to marry this man in just days, why pretend this is something that it isn't.

Aerys gives his daughter a warning stare, the fury beneath the surface.

"Please help me understand. I see absolutely no value to becoming 'better acquainted' with Jon Stark. If the Stark son and I determine we don't enjoy each other's company I can only assume you will still force this union. So why bother?" Dany says calmly, with no emotion as she stares at her father.

It takes all of Aerys's control to not throttle his daughter in the middle of the throne room. And then he remembers that he has all of the power in this situation.

"You are absolutely correct my child, there is no need to waste time with unnecessary pleasantries. You will marry Jon Stark the night after next, and then fulfill your obligations to this Pack," Turning to the Starks, "Please take your seats in the main hall, we will join you shortly."

Both Jon and Dany make it a point to not look at each other as he leaves the room.

While walking to the dining hall and deep in thought, Jon realizes that his bride seems to be adamantly opposed to their Ordered-Mating. She also appears to be spoiled and insolent. If she acts that way with the Alpha King, he can only imagine how she will treat him. He notices the concerned glances between his parents. Even Robb is quiet now, seeming deep in thought, along with the other Stark children.

"Jon, after dinner I need to talk to you. I have an idea that will help you with married life. Let's plan on getting a drink after our parents and siblings go to sleep," Robb whispers. Jon nods, wanting to talk to him.

"Hello, Jon. May I escort you to your seat? You will not be sitting with your family this evening," one of the knights that had been standing in the throne room requests before escorting Jon to the head table and pointing out which seat will be his. "Princess Daenerys will be sitting next to you."

Jon visibly cringes, an evening sitting next to her does not sound appealing in the least. The knight chuckles, "This is a rough situation for you both, but she is actually quite lovely as a person. Once you get to know her, you will understand the great honor that has been bestowed upon you. There are many men who would love to marry her."

Jon hears the fondness in the knight's voice, he is an older man. Well, older than him but yet younger than his father.

"Thank you, what is your name?" Jon inquires of the knight.

"My name is Jorah Mormont, I have served as a knight for the royal family for many years," Jorah says, and then finishing softly. "I have protected princess Daenerys since she was just a child."

Jon nods his approval, feeling a small sense of hope that maybe she is not as dreadful as she seems.

As Jorah moves back to his guard position, a flash of silver catches Jon's eye. Daenerys is standing in the side hallway, there is a separation curtain but there is a gap where Jon has direct line of sight to her. She is waiting for her father to finish his conversation with an advisor so that they can officially enter the dinner.

It is only when he sees his intended look over her shoulder to make sure that her father is not paying attention that she smiles and turns her attention to another knight that is standing very close to her.

He is quite tall, looming over the petite princess, an engaging smile on his face. The knight teasingly pretends he is going to trace her cheek with his bare fingertip, obviously mocking the rule of no touching. She gently rolls her eyes while smiling and takes a step back from the knight. Jon feels a sudden flash of…anger? Jealousy? He doesn't even know. Frowning he turns his attention to his own family, seated at one of the closer tables.

Both his mother and Sansa motion for him to smile. If only they had seen his bride flirting with a knight seconds earlier.

Alpha Aerys and princess Daenerys are introduced to the hall, everyone stands as a sign of respect. Walking his daughter to her seat he nods in greeting to Jon. The Alpha worries that his child is going to make this union more difficult than necessary.

Once seated side by side the young pair work hard to completely ignore the other. Jon imagines this will be his new life, sitting next to a spoiled princess that doesn't want to speak to him.

While Dany still upset over her situation. Her thoughts continually wander back to her dead mother and how disappointed she would have been that her child was now facing an Ordered-Mating.

Well then maybe she shouldn't have died from a broken heart and left me here alone. Dany thinks painfully. Her throat suddenly feeling tight, wishing she was alone in her room. Instead of sitting in a room full of people and just feeling alone.

"Are you alright?" Jon asks her quietly, sensing she is upset.

Dany whirls around, having completely forgotten he was even sitting there. She frowns at him and quickly composes herself. Now is not the time to think about her dead mother.

"Fine," she answer without even looking in his direction.

They do not speak again for the rest of the meal, which is noticed by many.

As Jon watches Aerys and Daenerys leave the great hall, he sees that the tall guard from earlier is watching the side hallway again. "

"Jorah?" Jon motions for the knight from earlier to approach. "What is the name of that knight, the one standing by the door to the left?"

It is not lost on Jon how Jorah instantly stiffens, his eyes widening for a moment before he controls any show of emotion.

"Why do you ask?" Jorah asks.

Now Jon is getting irritated, he is going to become Alpha of this pack he should be able to get an answer to a simple question.

"His name?" Jon repeats with a slight edge to his tone.

"My apologies," Jorah says calmly. "Daario, his name is Daario."

++o+ Kings Landing +o++

+o+ The Rehearsal Dinner Before the Wedding +o+

The meal this evening is even worse than the previous night. Each of them furious with the other. Jon can barely stand the sight of her. While Dany controls herself from breaking a plate over his head.

Jon glares at his plate, disgusted that he is being forced to marry this wretched tramp. He is grateful she is not his actual mate, the pain of her bedding her guards would have been unbearable if they actually had the true mate-bond.

Earlier that morning he was walking with Arya through the city when they came across a group of knights that were practicing their swordsmanship. Jon has a great passion and Arya has been secretly training as well. As Arya moved to get a closer look Jon stood back. It was then that he heard it.

It was the same knight from dinner the previous evening. Dressed in regular street clothes, drinking ale and obviously off duty. Daario was explaining to his friend that he and his lady were finally going to become true lovers. Her wedding being the next day. They needed to wait until after she was married, in case their own coupling resulted in a pregnancy. Daario adding how hard it has been for him and his lady to contain their passion for this long, as their stolen moments now always get so intense.

Jon felt sick and took Arya and returned home. He was livid, dreading this farce of a marriage even more. He then remembered that Robb has a wedding gift surprise he needs to give him in person. Supposedly something that would help Jon in his marriage. Jon hoped it was a chastity belt to help keep his future wife in line.

Next to him Dany is practically shaking with rage, hating the man sitting next to her. Kings Landing was known for having the finest brothels in all of the seven kingdoms. How nice for Jon to experience it during his first visit here. It was her trusted knight, Daario that broke the news to her. He refuses to lie with prostitutes but many of the knights do. Some of the staff were gossiping that the future alpha had set up an appointment at the finest brothel earlier today. The logical part of her didn't want to believe it, she was not one to just believe idle gossip.

It was Daario that helped both her and Missandei dress in disguise and enter one of the apartments across from the brothel. And then she saw him, clear as day being led unto the establishment by his brother and the Lannister brothers. Dany was disgusted and furious. Humiliated even, her intended lying with a whore just the day before their wedding.

+++o+++

So now they sit in silence while each concentrating on their food. Both secretly hating the other and dreading tomorrow's wedding.

The evening is almost complete when Catelyn and Ned Stark approach the couple. Jon feels a wave of sadness as his parents approach. He knows he has to honor them, but he dreads the life that awaits him. It is already weighing on him that he will be forced to remain here with his tart of a wife while his family returns to Winterfell.

As the Stark couple approaches Dany wonders how these seemingly nice people could raise a young man that would find pleasure in the arms of another woman just hours before he was to marry. She is frowning, which all notice her disdain as she is unable to hide it well.

Barely able to control her rage, she fights to keeps her face neutral as Ned and Catelyn Stark confide in the young couple that their own marriage was an Ordered-Mating. And although hard in the beginning, they found a wonderful love that resulted in trust, companionship, and most importantly love.

Jon listens quietly, for a moment hopeful that he and Daenerys will have some shred of hope. Once they are done speaking, Jon stands to give his parents a hug. Dany watches with absolute disgust as Jon pretends to be the thoughtful son. She wonders how many whores he laid with earlier today. She was told by one of her servants that men often lie with more than one during a brothel visit.

Dany can take no more, she rises but instead of reaching to hug the parents of her intended she exits.

"Excuse me," Daenerys says quietly before standing and quickly walking away, giving no further explanation. She was about to be sick and has decided that she needs to retire for the evening before she does something she will regret.

While cutting through the gardens she is startled when she feels a man's hands grabbing her covered elbow and spinning her around. Even more surprised when she sees it is Jon.

"How dare you put your hand on me," she spits with venom.

Jon's eyes blazing mad, for the first time Dany notices what a beautiful grey color they are.

"How dare you disrespect my parents that way! They only came over to try to be kind to us," Jon mutters, trying to control the volume of his voice. "They can obviously see how miserable we both are!"

"Oh, you are miserable?" Dany whispers stepping closer to her intended, the wolf in him not allowing her to intimidate him so he stands his ground.

"Why would you be miserable?! You get to come to Kings Landing, enjoy all that the city has to offer and marry for power," Dany says coldly.

Jon feels as though he has been slapped. Yes, for him this marriage will bring him a higher rank in life. One day he will be the King Alpha with his bride at his side. But at what cost to him?

"I never wanted to be Alpha, ever," Jon says softly, for the first time seeing the hurt in her eyes.

Then Dany remembers this is the same man that laid with a whore just hours ago.

"You, Jon Stark, are no alpha. And you never will be!" she hisses, anger and jealousy ignites her rage.

Yes, she is jealous. There she admitted it to herself, it offends her that a man that will deflower her tomorrow wanted to have sex with another. As though he was expecting that she will not be good enough in bed, or she will just be some chore to him.

Jon just frowns at the princess, yes she is a stunning beauty. But she is cruel and cold. She does have a point, he is not really ready to be alpha. Not raised as Robb was for all those years. Obviously his parents never dreamed he would be put in this position.

Jon turns and walks away, leaving Daenerys standing in the courtyard alone.

Unbeknownst to the other, both release their wolves that night – running desperately and wishing things could be different.

++o+ End of Part II of III +o++