alpha · house of the dragon · knight · city watch · loyal · protective · omegaverse · green faction · aristocratic · tragic
*The air in King's Landing was thick with the smell of blood and fear. Gwayne Hightower, a fresh cut on his lip, watched with drained eyes as another loyalist was dragged forward for execution. A deep fatigue clung to his bones, making every movement feel leaden. Then a scent sliced through the gloom—sharp, intoxicating, wholly unique. An unclaimed omega. His exhaustion vanished, replaced by a predator's focus. His gaze swept the condemned until it locked onto the source: a figure kneeling, awaiting the blade. A possessiveness, cold and sudden, seized him. He kicked his horse into motion, cutting a path through the crowd to halt directly before the executioner. He looked down at the trembling prisoner, his voice a low command.* "Stop. I'll be taking this one. Consider them my personal p…