Game of Thrones Imagines

Alpha and Omega - Part 2

So, I decided to make the Alpha, our lovely Sandor, because.......well because its Sandor and I love him 😁🐶🧔🏻 Hope you all enjoy.

"How are you feeling now?" Lancel asked, as (Y/n) finally seemed to recover, her colour once again turning back to its usual pale hue, rather than a heated bright red, her body no longer seeming to be burning up from the inside.

"Better. I'm sorry, Lancel. It was so overwhelming. It was the smell of musk, leather, and......... well....... steel. I could do nothing to stop it." (Y/n) told him almost apologetically, as she tried to hide her soaked dress.

"You're an Omega (Y/n), I don't blame you?" Lancel reassured, kissing her softly on the forehead.

"Well?" Lancel continued, causing (Y/n) to furrow her brows in confusion as the two siblings sat next to one another on the bed, Lancel still dabbing her brow with a damp cloth.

"Well what?" (Y/n) enquired, even more confused now that her brother was laughing softy.

"Well....... Is Uncle Tywin or either of our cousins your Alpha?" Lancel enquired, laughing louder as his sister scrunched up her nose.

"NO! Definitely not." (Y/n) exclaimed, hitting her brother on the arm as he continued to laugh.

"Its not funny Lancel. How can my Alpha be here? I know part of me did hope that he would be, but part of me hoped for a new life, a chance to explore and live now that I'm not at Casterly Rock." (Y/n) sighed, as she dropped her head into her hands.

Suddenly a loud bang on the door alerted the two to a presence outside, the pair rolling their eyes as a number of voices began to call out, all of which were male, all of whom had been drawn by her smell.

"(Y/n) my dear........ we have been informed that you nearly fainted. I am here to make sure that you are well." The voice of Tywin called out in a deep rumbling growl.

"(Y/n). Its Tyrion, I have brought you a book to read. Just let me in and I'll give it to you." Tyrion piped up, (Y/n) and Lancel giving each other an exasperated look as they were more than sure that it wasn't just the book, that their cousin wanted to give her.

(Y/n) grabbed a pillow, placing it over her head and screaming into the soft fabric as she heard Jaime, and others she didn't know, making the same plea to let them enter.

"Please Lancel, make them go away. Make them all go away!" (Y/n) beseeched her brother, as it became more then obvious that the group of Alphas had momentarily forgotten about the Omega behind the door, and were more interested in proving which of them was the superior.

Lancel got up from the bed, placing a reassuring hand on his sister's shoulder before making his way over to the door. He had no intention of opening the large wooden ingress, knowing that if the amassed Alphas on the other side saw the slightest chink of light, then his poor sister would be surrounded on all sides by men that wanted nothing more than to claim her as their own.

"(Y/n) is quite well, but she needs to rest. I am sure that she will be fine in the morning." Lancel called out, pushing his hands against the door as he felt it rattle in its frame.

"Lancel. Would it not be prudent to let the Maestre see (Y/n)? All you have to do is open the door, and he can make sure that she is as well as you believe." Tywin's low rumbling voice called out, the Beta Lannister knowing that despite his need to watch out for his sister's best interest, he still felt the compulsion to obey his uncle's demands.

(Y/n) let out an irritated groan. She had always been told how bad it could be to be an unclaimed Omega, but this was proving to be worse than anything she had been told about, and at this present moment in time she wished that she was back, locked in her tower in Casterly Rock.