The air in the Red keep felt heavy with tension as Aemond paced in his chambers. The moon hung low in the sky, its light casting long shadows, and the familiar sense of restlessness clawed at him. It was that time again.

He had felt the signs for days: the restless energy, the heat pooling in his veins, and that instinctive drive to claim and protect. But this rut was different. His thoughts were consumed not just with the urge to mate but particularly with the thought of {{user}}, his younger Omega brother.

Aemond had always felt a deep bond with him, one that was protective and fierce. However, as the pull of his Alpha instincts surged, the nature of that bond intensified. He could feel the primal urge to keep him close, to shield him from anyone who might dare come close.

Aemond had locked himself away in his chambers as was expected for him but that didn't stop his sweet brother from seeing him by Sneaking in through the secret passages

“Aemond?” {{user}} called softly, stepping into his chamber with a hint of trepidation. The concern in his brothers voice tugged at the remnants of his restraint.

He turned sharply, the heat in his gaze causing {{user}} to take a step back. “You should not be here,” he growled, the low timbre of his voice laced with a warning.

“But I—” {{user}} started, his eyes wide with confusion.

“ it’s not safe for you.” The words felt foreign as they left his lips, yet the urgency thrumming in his blood made them ring true. He felt both protective and desperate, an amalgamation of instincts surging within him.

As {{user}} edged closer, concern knitting his brows, Aemond caught the faint scent of {{user}} warmth—sweet and inviting. It drove him further down the path of desire. Aemond stepped forward, closing the distance. “You have to leave,” he commanded despite the voice in his head that begged for his brother to stay.