Stolen Bride

Chapter Two – Where is the Bride?

Deron’s POV

In a large space, surrounded by trees on all sides, a man could be seen skillfully swinging a sword in his arm with focused face, his wild dark hair scattered all over his face, while some stuck to his sweaty skin.

This was Deron, the first child of the werewolf Alpha who was also known as the demon wolf.

Deron took a powerful swing at a large tree trunk, completely severing through it before he turned towards another tree by the side, “What is it?” he asked, looking at a tree.

Slowly, a fidgeting maid emerged from behind the tree, her face bowed to the ground as she speak, “The Alpha summons you. My, my Lord.” Her shaky voice spoke in one breathe.

“Ok, you can leave.” Deron said, but the maid did not leave as she looked up to his eyes with fearful face before bowing again and speaking, “for, forgive me my lord but the Alpha demands you come right away.” She said.

“Right away.” Deron repeated, his blue eyes slightly thinned. He sheathed the sword in his hand and then walked past the maid who visible flinched as Deron passed by her.

Moments later in the throne room…

“You summoned, father.” Deron said as he stood some distance in front of a large black throne on which a white man could be seen sitting with his eyes closed.

He could see the Gamma and Beta by the side but just like every other person, Deron did not bother talking to them.

Slowly, the Alpha opened his eyes looking at Deron for a moment before speaking, “The Magician Prince is planning to wed the human princess tomorrow, a union which is not allowed to happen. Hence, you are to head off to the human emperor’s palace and stop the marriage, but more importantly, you have to kill the Bride.” The Alpha spoke.

“The marriage is tomorrow?” Deron said, with a questioning tone.

“Yes.” The Alpha replied.

“I should set off, then.” Deron stated, before bowing slightly the Alpha and leaving.

Deron walked out of the throne room into a path which led towards a large gate in the distance, to the sides were large gigantic buildings and several werewolves were also walking to and fro but all avoided him like plague.

Not seeming to notice anyone, Deron exited the gate walking on into the distance and soon, he had left the large castle of the Werewolf Alpha and King behind.

Morgan’s POV

At the top of a tower in the castle, the Luna stood looking at Deron’s departing figure while Morgan walked towards her from behind.

“You called mother, please be quick with whatever it is you want to say, my warriors are all ready.”Morgan said impatiently.

“Why are you so impatient, son?” The Luna asked, still looking at Deron’s departing back with a venomous face.

“Mom, what do you mean I am being impatient, he is already leaving, do you want him to complete the mission and become Alpha.” Morgan spoke even more impatiently.

Slowly, the Luna turned towards him with a large motherly smile on her face before speaking, “I want you to know this Morgan, you are not competing with that Demon. He may be your half-brother but don’t even see him as a challenge.” After speaking, the Luna turned back looking into the distance.

“What do you mean mother, but he will become Alpha if he kills the Bride, Aunt said so.” Morgan said.

“I am glad you still remember the seer is your Aunt, my sister. Why do you think she will create a competition where that Demon is far more advantaged than you?” the Luna asked.

“But, she did and why did you say he was more advantaged than I am, are you saying he is stronger than me.” Morgan asked with slightly hurt voice.

“I said what I said son, you must identify your strengths and weaknesses or else, you will get destroyed faster than you can ever imagine. That Demon indeed has higher chance of stopping the wedding but still he won’t be able to kill the bride. Sister assured me of that so you can be rest assured as well, you just have to follow him and create a scene in the human capital and then you can claim you stopped the wedding together.” The Luna spoke.

“But why?” Morgan said with low voice and the Luna turned towards him with raised brows.

“I mean, why do you all think I am weaker than Deron? Why won’t you let me compete with him on a fair ground and let us see the best man?” Morgan said looking at his mother who raised her hand, putting it on his shoulder before sighing.

“That because he is a Demon, he sucked out life off his mother on the day of his birth and that is how he does, anyone who comes close to him slowly have their life sucked out of them. We are Werewolves son, we don’t compete with Demons.” The Luna said, patting her son on the shoulder before adding, “go on son and do as I said, stop the marriage together with that Demon.” She said.

Deron’s POV

Several hours later…

Deron had transformed into a gigantic Lycan and raced through the human territories with great speed, but the day had eventually caught up to him and he transformed back into his human form.

Under the bright sun, he walked towards a tall wall in the distance and with bare hands, Deron gripped into the wall. His nails were hard as iron as he scaled rapidly up the wall, to the very top.

Deron hid behind a pillar as his eyes scoured the castle environs around which several guards patrolled and he was sure he couldn’t avoid being noticed.

“The sounds in that hall suggests the wedding might have been kicked off, I don’t have time.” Deron muttered, before jumping off the wall into the ground and then dashed towards a large hall in the distance.

Just as he thought, however, a guard had spotted him.

“Intruder! There is an intruder in the castle!” the guard shouted, as he swing his sword towards Deron.

Deron, however, grabbed the incoming sword in his hand before wholly lifting the guard off the ground and sending him crashing into another incoming group of guards.

To his surprise, a group dressed in robes surrounded him swiftly as their hands glowed and different elemental attacks were being throw in in his way.

Deron immediately unsheathed his sword, cutting through the vines coming towards him and they were diced into pieces, before he dashed forwards knocking the magician out of his way. Entering a large building, Deron emerged in a beautiful hall which was no doubt designed for a great celebration.

Many people could be seen in the room but a particular one stood out to Deron, a man with long violet hair, this was without doubt the Magician Prince.

“Now, now, would you mind to show me you invitation, friend.” The Blue haired man spoke, walking towards him and Deron sheathed the sword in his hand.

“Where is the Bride?” he asked, simply before suddenly closing his eyes and sucking in a deep breathe, a strange scent had suddenly hit his nose, so alluring that he wanted more. His dark eyes flared open as he look to the source and there, Deron saw the most beautiful creature he had ever seen in his life.