Stolen Bride

Chapter Three – Who is the Groom?

Alexa’s POV

Alexa sat in her looking nervously at the mirror in front of her. It was her wedding day, but she was not marrying to any other noble. Instead, the groom was the Prince of the Magicians, Prince Draco.

Two maids attended to her hair, dress, perfume and every other details about her appearance and Alexa could see her natural beauty being accentuated even more, as she gazed into the mirror.

“You are all set up now, My Lady, everyone is waiting for you.” A maid behind her spoke and she looked up at her with unsure face.

“Do you think I made the right decision, Marie, by agreeing to marry Prince Draco?” Alexa asked looking at the maid who smiled reassuringly.

“You made the right choice, My Lady. I heard Prince Draco is a handsome man with pleasant personality, he is also a powerful magician and will be able to protect you.” Marie replied.

“Uh, it seems the rumors about him are all good, maybe getting married to him isn’t that bad after all.” Alexa said, shutting her eyes in uncertainty.

“We have to leave now My Lady.” The other maid stated with slightly impatient voice and Alexa lids flew open, before looking into the mirror and sighed.

“Ok then, let’s go.” She said and stood up. With the maids holding her dress up by the helm, Alexa gingerly walk down a beautiful path while some maids went before here, scattering flowers in her the path.

Soon, she entered into a large hall which had several golden statues adorning its wall. However, something felt off, why did no one seems to be paying her any attention? But instead, they were all looking at two figures in the center of the room.

This two were standing at the Grooms place, she wondered who her Groom was as she looked at them both.

The first one to catch her attention was a beast looking man whose dark eyes looked directly into hers. He was tall, muscular, with wild dark hair which were scattered all over his head. He was also dressed in a dark coat while a large sword hung by his waist.

Was this her Bride? Alexa doubted it, after all which bride would bring a sword to their marriage ceremony.

As for the second figure. He was tall, almost as tall as the other man and had a lean musculature, he long light violet hair which was elegantly tied behind him, on his body, a silky purple robe could be seen but he was looking away from her, he instead seems to be glaring at the rough muscular man. This second man was without doubt, the Magician Prince, Draco.

“Are you ignoring me?” Alexa heard Prince Draco said, as a blue glow began to materialize over his arms.

“I am not ignoring you, you are just not my target.” The muscular man replied, before dashing towards her and Alexa’s eyes widened.

Deron’s POV

Immediately he set his eyes on her, Deron felt the whole world disappear from his senses.

“Are you ignoring me?” he heard the Magician Prince voice which jolted him out of his daze and replied honestly, “I am not ignoring you, you are just not my target.”

Deron then dashed towards the bride but he could see several knights formed barricade between him and her before dashing towards him with their swords. He however did not have much time to spare, not that they were even worth fighting,

In a single giant leap, Deron leapt over the incoming attackers landing right in front of the retreating princess and he could see the maids besides her stumbling back out of sheer fright. He was actually surprise she didn’t.

“Don’t resist, you will only get hurt if you do.” He said while grabbing toward her but a hand crackling with blue lightning had suddenly grabbed into him from the sides and Deron felt his body trembling as electrifying shocks raced through his body.

“Did you just say my wife will get hurt?” the Magician Prince who was in fact, the one using the power of lightning asked him with angered face.

“I did.” Deron growled before dark fur burst out of his body and he morphed into a gigantic Lycan in an instant. With a swing of his arm, the Magician Prince was violently flung to the side.

His dark eyes looked into the human Princess who was frozen in place before he picked her and dashed off the hall.

The Knights tried to attack, but an alarmed trumpet was suddenly blown from the castle tower.

“The castle is under attack! The werewolves are attacking!” a loud shout reached everyone’s ear and the knights turned confused for a moment.

“Prince Draco, I you can concentrate on stopping that Lycan, we will deal with the werewolves.” The Emperor declared as he stood from his throne gripping a spear and a shield.

“Very well, Emperor Daglock, I will leave some magicians to help you.” Prince Draco replied, before starting after Deron with some magicians behind him.

Morgan’s POV

After his discuss with his mother, the Luna, Morgan led his warriors out of the Werewolf Alpha castle with angry face. No matter what his mother said, he knew she still thought he was weaker than his half-brother and he was bent on proving that wrong.

Not only would he stop the wedding but he would kill the Bride and bring her dead body back to the pack for everyone to see, he would prove that he was the rightful heir to the Alpha throne.

Through the night, they raced to the human territory and now, they could finally see the gigantic wall of the human castle in the distance.

Morgan wondered why the human Emperor had made in his capital right at the boundary of the human lands and the supernatural lands. The human Emperor had however, always proven up to the task when it came to dealing with supernatural creatures but whatever the case was, Morgan was sure he would bring back the dead body of the Emperor’s daughter with him to the Werewolf lands.

He stood in his large Lycan form, and behind him, many large wolves could be seen.

Only werewolves with Alpha blood could morph into the humanoid Lycan form, while other werewolves would only morph into giant wolves.

Suddenly, he could hear the war trumpet being blown by the humans and without doubt, they had been spotted and Knights on large steeds soon came galloping towards them.

“Attack!” He commanded dashing ahead of the wolves.