Rejected, Broken And Forgotten
Chapter 110

Ace’s POV

I enjoy the party when a smell hits me. It smells like fresh lilies in the field. I do not know where the smell comes from, and I look around. Then I saw her, the most beautiful creature I have ever seen. I can feel her magical powers and that she has a powerful magical wolf. I walk over to her, and when she looks up, I sense that she also feels our connection.

“Hi, my name is Ace, and I am from the Cloverfield pack,” I say.

“Hi, I am Nina. I am from the Kingdom,” Nina says with a smile.

“You have no pack?” I ask. Everyone belongs to the Kingdom, and only a few wolves do not have a pack, and they only belong to the Kingdom, like the King, Queen, Jeff, Elena, Miriam, and Jonathan. The rest of the wolves have been divided into packs, and even the King and Queen’s families have been given packs.

“No, I never had one. I was part of a dark witch coven,” Nina says. I look at her and am interested in her story.

“Let us go and sit at a table and talk. I want to hear your story,” I say.

“Fine, but I can feel you have a powerful magical wolf, but it is not from witch b***d,” Nina says.

“It is from shaman’s b***d. I will tell you my story, but it is pretty boring as I was in the Cloverfield pack my whole life, and generations of my family were part of that pack,” I say. We sit at a table, and Nina tells me her life story, and I tell her about my pack and our history. Nina is very interested in my shaman background and my native American history. We start dancing with the gypsies. Gypsies are fun and full of life. They enjoy life to the fullest. I see the King and Queen dancing with them and can only admire the two new royals.

“Well, you know we are mates,” I tell Nina.

“Yes, I know. My wolf can not stop saying it repeatedly in my head, and she is driving me crazy,” Nina laughs.

“I know my wolf is doing the same. He has been waiting a very long time to meet you,” I say.

“What do we do now?” Nina asks. I know she does not know all the customs of werewolves, so I explain it all to her.

“So I will become part of your pack as your Luna? I know a little about werewolves, as I have seen the wolves that are with the dark witches, but the older wolf treats the women of his pack like they are the men’s slaves, while the younger wolf does not seem to care if you are female or male,” Nina says.

“The older wolf must be living in the old ways. The way of the wolf, they used to call it. We never believed in it, and most packs always see their Alpha and Luna as the two leaders of the pack. Even in the old times, werewolves never saw a female as weaker. The Moon Goddess is female and powerful, but some older wolves broke away from their beliefs as the males thought they were stronger and dominated the females. We do not believe in it, and we see the King and Queen as both our leaders and powerful wolves. They are warriors who fight with the wolves of their Kingdom, unlike the royals before them,” I say. I tell her the story of Paris and Walker. The party is in full swing now, and we get some food as the meat smells delicious. We all eat and laugh together.

“I love your pack, but I will want revenge on my mother first before I can join you in America,” Nina says.

“I know you have unfinished business, babe. Do not worry,” I say.

“Did someone say, babe?” Queen Paris asks behind me.

“I swear I heard it,” King Walker says. Nina is blushing, and I smile.

“I have met my mate at last,” I say.

“I am very pleased for both of you! You both deserve happiness,” Queen Paris says.

“Whipped!” Walker says in my ear but smiles.

“I am glad the two of you found each other. I was starting to worry that Ace would die without ever meeting his mate,” Walker laughs.

“Very funny, King,” I say. I had girlfriends in the past, but none of them was my mate. I am not a player and never gave the girls I dated false hope, as I believe in mates and what the Moon Goddess has planned for us. I know Walker is teasing me because I found my mate after he and Jonathan did. Walker and Paris walk away, and Nina asks me to tell her Walker’s story. I am not jealous when she asks me, as I know she is not romantically interested in Walker, but she only wants to know his story, as she told me Paris’ story earlier, as Paris told it to her. I look at Walker, and I can see he is happy. He will be a father soon, and I know Walker always wanted a big family. He was an only child and lonely when he was not with his friends. I tell her about how he landed at the Cloverfield pack, then I tell her about the day he became our Alpha.

My story:

“I remember the day he challenged our old Alpha for the Alpha position. Our Alpha was an old bastard who felt nothing for our pack. He was arrogant and looked down on the ones that started the pack in the first place. He looked down on the native Americans in the pack and even forbade us to use our magic. We were upset. He had native American b***d in his veins, but he forgot about where we came from and what we stood for. He forgot that we were supposed to look after our people, and he did not like us mentioning that we did not care about money. He wanted to sell some of our lands to the government, but Walker stood up to him as we were too afraid of him and his powerful shaman mother. We did not know that Walker was a royal and that magic could not touch him.

When Walker walked up to him that day, we tried to stop him. Even my mother and father wanted to stop him, but Walker was pissed off, and he said he did not care if he died that day, but he could not let the lands of our ancestors fall into the wrong hands. The Alpha laughed at him when Walker challenged him. The Alpha was a dirty fighter and would use his mother to defeat his opponents. We all knew this, and the shamans wanted to protect him against magic, but the Alpha’s mother prevented us from using our magic. We could only stand and look on. We could not save Walker, and we felt helpless.

The old mother of the Alpha was a strong shaman as she had years of experience, and she used black witchcraft we did not understand at that time. The Alpha accepted Walker’s challenge, and we all knew it was because he wanted to kill Walker. He did not like his pack members to go against him. As they started circling each other, the old mother started chanting, and none of us could get close to her as the guards were brutal and would have killed us. I pleaded with Walker to leave and run, but he smiled and told me to trust him. It was one of those times his mother came for a short visit. I knew Walker always hated it when she went for a quick visit and left after. Dakota and Aldo were already gone by then. I still think they were fleeing from the Alpha, not the war, but that is a story for another time.

Anyway, Walker and the Alpha circled each other, and the old shaman chanted. But to everyone’s surprise, Walker attacked the Alpha, and the old hag’s magic did not touch him. We did not know what was happening and why her magic did not affect him. Today we all know it is because Walker is a royal and protected by the spell of the witches of old. No magic can touch the royals. Walker started attacking the Alpha, screaming at his mother to help him, but even when she started chanting harder, it did not help. Not even the evil gods could help her. She shouted back at him that her magic was not working on Walker. That is when the guards saw their opportunity. They acted quickly and cut off the old shaman’s head. The Alpha knew then that the pack had turned against him and his family. He also knew he was losing the fight as Walker was kicking his a*s, and Walker was only playing with him. When we saw Walker fighting the Alpha, we all knew that he was not going full out. We knew Walker was only starting to fight. Walker got tired of playing with the Alpha and started attacking him with full force. The Alpha began begging for mercy, but Walker had no mercy and ripped his heart out. We celebrated for a week as we got rid of his sorry a*s. So that is how Walker became our Alpha, but he had unfinished business with the royals and became the rebel prince, but I bet you have heard all the stories about Paris and Walker and all their fights. I end my story.

“Yeah, I have heard all about them,” Nina says.

“Well, now my mate has unfinished business with the dark witches. My pack and I will stay as we know a fight is coming, and we will fight again next to our King and Queen. Besides, my mother and father are in our pack running it and protecting it while we are here. They are potent shamans, and they can watch the pack until I return. I left my best warriors in the pack, but all my warriors are strong as I have trained them. The wolves with me are battle ready, and I will fight by your side as you are my mate and the future Luna of my pack,” I say. Nina blushes, and I think she is adorable when she is red in the face.

“Are you sure you want a wolf that was once a dark witch as your mate?” I ask.

“Listen, honey. There is an old saying: we may not have it all together, but together we have it all. We do not keep the past of someone against them as we know we are stronger as a team than alone. You are my mate, and you have my heart, as the Moon Goddess put us together. Let us not dwell in the past but live for the future,” I say.

“I already love you and your pack. I know we will be happy together as no one can go against the wishes of the Moon Goddess,” Nina says. I am happy as I look at my beautiful mate. I take her into my arms and k**s her for the first time. She does not fight, but k****s me back, unsure of herself. I know it is her first k**s.

“You were never kissed before tonight,” I say.

“No, you are my first k**s,” Nina says.

“You are like flowers after the rain. You are blooming. I have awakened the woman in you,” I say.

“You are so different from anyone else. I think it is because you are living so close to mother earth. I can feel her in your b***d,” Nina says. I smile.

“That is true. We live close to mother nature, and I will show you when we are in America and train you to be a warrior. I know you have only fought magical battles, but I will train you to become a mighty warrior, My Luna, as you are a strong wolf,” I say. We talk for the rest of the night, and I do not care who sees that I am in love, because I am happy that I have finally found my mate.