Attack AT THE PALACE ONE.

         Ariadna stood rooted on the ground

   "Queen Isolde, do you know that your daughter is pregnant?" Cyra's hands tightened on the glass of wine she was holding. She carefully chose her words, since she was talking to a royal.

       Ariadna could hear the crowd taunting her.

     "The royal family must be ashamed of having her as a daughter."

    "She's a princess with no class, I bet she doesn't even know the father of her child."

    "If I were in the king's shoes, I would kick this disgrace of a daughter out of the palace."

    "So her beauty is just for show, she's already a used rag."

    Tears rolled down her cheeks, she couldn't move.

   Archer and Trent began to walk toward her but stopped.

Cyrus stood off his dark maroon coat and draped it on her shoulder, he pulled her closer as her head lay on his chest.

      "Cyrus, what are you doing? They are obviously tricking you into marrying a pregnant woman." His mother said loud enough for everyone to hear.

       Robert and his father sneered at Cyra.

     "Looks like she won't be able to form a marriage alliance with the royal family." David and Robert chuckled.

      "Of course, she knows the father of her child. He is right here by her side.

    The entire hall went into an uproar.

Trent couldn't help but smirk.

"Cyrus, what are you saying? You don't even know the princess and when I asked you to dance with her, you didn't want to." His mother came close to him.

     "You're a right mum."

   The crowd continued to whisper some of them were enjoying the drama, that some of them were none other than Trent.

     "When I was dating Ariadna, I didn't know that she was a princess. I came here today to tell you that I found a woman I want to marry and she's with child. But the woman was none other than Princess Ariadna, so I was angry at her for lying to me, that's why I didn't want to dance with her."

   The lie fluently left his mouth. His eyes never left Ariadna's as he spoke, The rim of her eyes was now red and swollen from crying.

      "So in other words, you're the man responsible for Ariadna's pregnancy."

Trent raised a brow at Cyrus.

   Robert and David clenched their fist, this was not good.

     "Oh my!" Cyra hugged Ariadna.

"I am going to be a grandmother."

   Her husband and her other children stood in shock.

     "Well, in that case, since all the guests are here, why don't we get them married tomorrow, your majesty," Trent suggested

      The crowd started to murmur in agreement.

Ariadna and Cyrus were in a stupor.

    Robert clenched his hand in anger.

"Why did Cyrus have to get the beautiful one among the two?" He thought to himself as he gritted his teeth.

    Faithia couldn't be happier if both of them are married off. Then Robert won't look lovingly at her sister again.

     "He is right, we should get married off tomorrow," Cyra said happily.

Isolde breathed out in relief.

     Cyrus couldn't help but curse Trent in his heart.

   "And Baron Fredrick Ryan. Just because my daughter got pregnant out of wedlock doesn't mean I will deny her, you should watch what you say. Baron."

   The man gulped when the king looked at him. He thought that the king wouldn't be able to recognize his voice or face.

     "And the Duke of Keten. You have been demoted to Viscount for calling my daughter a used rag, you're to leave your dukeship office."

The man bowed his head as he regretted what he said.

    "Lady Philipa and Lady Claudia, I also heard what you said, you will all apologize to my daughter and give her a very expensive gift at her wedding tomorrow." 

   They all bowed their heads to the king.

Cyrus and Ariadna were still in a stupor.

When he decided to save her reputation he didn't know that he would be trapped in a marriage.

He bit his lips in frustration.

   Ariadna decided that it was best if she runs away tonight.

   "Let the party continue!"

The King announced and the orchestra began to play again.

          The guards on duty were busy enjoying the meal and drinks served to them.

    They were all seated on a bench surrounding a roundtable.

They could hear the sound of the music echoing through the walls of the palace.

         "I wish every day is the king's birthday." 

The others laughed at what the young boy said.

    "If our wishes were to come through, then I wish to be in the ball, dancing with a pretty princess. Then I would die a happy death…..

   An arrow was shot into his neck from nowhere and the young man fell to the ground.

    The others were shocked, the arrows kept raining down on them, and some used their powers to protect themselves and their teammates.

   The attackers Jumped down the wall.

They could only see their figures and the colors of their eyes, some were yellow, some were gold, some were gray and blue, shining eyes 

    "Someone should sound the alarm! We are being attacked by werewolves!!" one of the guards screamed.

But the intruders were faster. 

   One of them super-speeded and severed the head of the guy running to go and sound the alarm.

He turned to look at the other vampires hissing at them.

His yellow eyes sparkled with murderous intent.

      The werewolves stood up on top of the vampire guard's bodies. Today is a full moon day, which makes the werewolves much more powerful than the vampires.

    Some people wearing black robes apparated, in front of the werewolves.

    "Let's go have fun." A female voice was heard.

   "You don't have to tell us twice." The gray-eyed werewolf who seemed to be the leader smiled evilly as he said. 

         Trent leaned over and kissed her ear as they danced, Ella looked up at him with a glare.

"What are you doing?" Ella whispered. Trent leaned closer, and his warm breath fell on her ear.

     "I want to kiss you," Trent whispered into her ear and she shivered.

Without any warning, he dragged them from the crowd, and they walked through the 

quiet corridor. He gently placed her back on the smooth white wall and pressed his lips to hers,

One of his hands wrapped her waist and the other squeezed her right breast, Ella began to moan, when he sucked her lowered lips.

He let go of her waist and pulled down the straps on her gown, exposing the black bra she wore.

      "It is time to present the gifts to the king." They both heard the announcement.

    "Let's go back, Trent," Ella said through the rise and fall of her chest, but Trent didn't give her a chance to escape, he used his hard body to press back on the wall.

Ella gasped, his bright silver eyes darkened with lust as he stared at her.

    He frowned, the voluminous skirt did not let him feel her body.

So he tore it off, luckily for her, she was wearing long tight rubber jeans.

     She gasped and looked at him in disbelief.

"What are you doing?"

She whispered 

"It was standing in my way."

His voice was hoarse, he crashed his lips into hers again.

   He dropped warm kisses down to her neck.

Ella threw her head back, her brain all jumbled.

He kissed the top of her breast, using his free hand to drag out her left breast from the bra.

   The cold breeze grazed her exposed breast, he hungrily kissed her again, she could feel his dick poking her, he bent a little as he sucked on her exposed nipple.

Ella kept scratching the wall with her hand, as she moaned.

   He bit and sucked her nipple, and Ella let out a cry of pleasure.

     "Ahhhhhhhh!"

Trent went still, his mouth on her nipple as he turned his head in the direction of the sound.

    He stood up and cursed under his breath.

   "Every time," He said as he clicked his thumb and forefingers.

Ella's dress was now back to normal, except for her skirt.

  He looked at his handwork with pride, her hair was scattered, her lips swollen and she was still trying to regulate her breathing.

      "You won't be needing that skirt, let's go kill the bastards that dare to attack the palace." He said with an angry look as they ran toward the screaming, and shattering of trays and glasses.

       Ella wondered why and who would attack the palace.

   Cyrus used his armor gloves to make a hole in a werewolf's stomach.

He is still wondering why the werewolves would attack them.

And they seemed to be in their senses.

     "Kill every one of them!" The gray-eyed werewolf said to his people.

Who began to howl, one lunged at Ariadna, Cyrus became worried that he might have to use his ability.

But Ariadna surprised him when she swiftly beat the werewolf.

     Trent and Ella finally joined the fight.

Trent grabbed a werewolf by the neck. 

"You look angry, did I kill someone important to you?"

The werewolf smiled.

    "No, you interrupted me from having sex with my girlfriend, he effortlessly squashed the werewolf's neck.

     The other werewolves began to morph into their werewolf form.

    "This isn't good." Elder Qing said to himself.