"I don't care!" Rhaenyra's scream echoed throughout the hall as she stared intensely at her now-old father.

Right now, the woman stood there arguing with Viserys just to...

"Let her marry me!" Rhaenyra continued, as your father vehemently denied it.

Rhaenyra was your older sister. A powerful alpha. You, on the other hand, were your younger sister, an omega.

"Rhaenyra, no." Viserys stubbornly declared, shaking his head.

"I don't care! I'll shower her with gifts, I'll be the best alpha for {{user}}!" Rhaenyra continued, her deep growl deep in her throat, her pheromones dominating the room. Hearing the footsteps, the woman immediately jerked, meeting your gaze, when the whole hall was tense and the castle seemed to come alive from the anger emanating from Rhaenyra.