Rejected, Broken And Forgotten
Chapter 119

Paris’ POV

I can not believe we had peace in the Kingdom for over five months. We have removed all the other kingdoms, and the werewolves live harmoniously. It has been a long time since the werewolves had any peace. My baby is due any day. Walker and I have decided to keep the gender a surprise for all of us, and it does not matter if it is a boy or a girl. They will rule the Kingdom as the firstborn. We want our children to be healthy. That is all we ask of Selene. I try to do light exercises daily but do not feel like it today.

I am tired, and I feel moody. I am sitting in the sitting room, trying to read the book that Jeffrey and Elena wrote. I can not concentrate, I feel tired, and my back hurts. Walker always stays close to me as he knows I am due to give birth anytime. Walker is overprotective now that I am so vulnerable. He does not want anyone he does not trust to come close to me. I know it is because he loves me and wants me always to be safe. I love Walker, but sometimes I feel he is overprotective, which gets on my nerves. I know it sounds selfish, but I am not used to someone pampering me all day, and the girls are also a pain sometimes. I know they are all just looking out for me, but damn, I have been through so many wars that I think giving birth is the last thing I must worry about.

Walker is sitting near me, reading Jeffrey and Elena’s book. They want it to be perfect and want us to give feedback on what they wrote. The book is still written on loose pages and not in book form yet. Elena and Jeff want us to approve it before they print it in book form. A pain shoots through me, and I jump up and scream as it hits me by surprise. Walker jumps up, and you see pages flying everywhere.

“What?” Walker asks.

“I had a sharp pain,” I say.

“Well, stay calm. I will call the pack doctor. Or should we go to the hospital? I need to get your bags, and it can be the baby coming. Or should I call Jeffrey and Elena first?” Walker says, running around in a circle as he can not decide what to do first. He looks nervous, and he dares to tell me to stay calm.

“Calm down! You are making me nervous,” I shout at Walker. He stops and looks at me.

“Fine, take a deep breath and let us focus,” Walker says as he takes a deep breath. I look at my watch and wait to see if I get another pain. My wolf is calming me down, telling me everything will be okay. By looking at it, Walker’s wolf is as panicked as he is. Walker walks up and down, and when I yell out in pain again, he runs to me, picks me up, and runs with me to the Kingdom hospital. He forgot my bags and everything, and I mind-link Elena to please bring my suitcases to the hospital. Elena and Jeffrey are there in a blink of an eye. I am going to laugh if it is a false alarm. I get another pain, and I scream out in pain. Elena looks worried as she is also pregnant, and her baby is due next month. We all know she and Jeff are having triples.

“If one baby is this bad, I do not want to know what three babies will feel like,” Elena says. She looks worried. She is already big, but because we are werewolves, it is not as bad for us to have a litter instead of only one pup as it will be for a human to have a triple.

“It is not that bad. My wolf is helping me with the pain, but there is not much she can do until the baby is born, and she can help me heal,” I say. My wolves are talking to me in my head, telling me to stay strong as we will get through this together. I have a strong wolf, and she guides me. Walker looks like he has seen a ghost. Then it hits me. Our mates feel what we feel. Is he feeling my birth pains? Is that why he jumped up and made all the papers fly over the sitting room floor? I know Walker will never show anyone if he feels pain.

“Are you feeling my pain?” I ask Walker.

“No, well, maybe a little, but I am sure it is much worse for you,” Walker says. Jeff looks at Elena, and she starts laughing.

“You forgot about the bond, didn’t you? You are going to feel my birth pains,” Elena laughs.

“Well, not all wolves feel it, only those with special links,” Jeff says.

“Are you saying our link is not special?” Elena asks. She looks pissed off, and I can not help but laugh as Jeff gets himself into trouble.

“You know we have a special bond, honey. I am just not sure I will feel your birth pains,” Jeff puts his foot in it again.

“So you think our bond is not strong enough for you to feel my pain? Jeffrey, you better hope and pray you to feel my birth pains, or I will make you feel the pain you have never felt before,” Elena says.

“Let’s forget about it until it is time for you to give birth. The Queen needs us now. You can fight with me later about things that have not happened yet,” Jeffrey says. He looks at Walker for help but only worries about the baby and me and does not see Jeff looking at him.

“I am sure the two of you will be okay,” I say. This time the pain is intense, and I have to bite down on my hand not to scream again. I see Walker looking pale, but he holds me and shouts at the staff to get a doctor. I hope and pray my Doctor is not my sister’s mate. It will be awkward.

“Bring the Queen in. The birth will be quick, Queen Paris, so do not worry about being in too much pain. Because we are werewolves, we do not have difficult births,” I am glad when I see it is a woman that is going to catch my child. We go to the room, leaving Elena and Jeff behind. I see Elena still glaring at Jeff.

Two hours later, I still struggle to push the pup out. Not long! What is not long for this Doctor? It feels like I have been in this pain for much longer. I scream out again, and this time, I push hard. Walker is sweating, and I feel he is in the same pain as I am. I keep going as I want this baby to come into this world, relieving Walker and me of the pain.

“I can see its head. One more push, Queen,” The Doctor says. I give one last push, and I hear a baby crying. I look up to see if Walker is okay and looks relieved, although he is pale.

“Where is my baby?” I ask. The Doctor smiles as she hands me, my baby.

“You have a healthy little boy. The Kingdom has a prince, the heir to the throne. What is his name?” The Doctor asks as she wants to tell the rest of the wolves about the birth of their Prince.

“We have long decided on names for our children. Because it is a boy, his name is Frederick. I know Jeffrey will approve,” I say with a smile.

“Yeah, poor kid will be called Fred by his friends one day,” Walker says.

“What if it was a girl?” The Doctor asks.

“You will have to wait for us to have a girl before you can find out,” I laugh. I look at my son, and he is perfect!

“Do you mind if I go and tell the wolves? Those who are close have gathered in front of the hospital and are all excited,” The Doctor asks.

“Go ahead and tell them. We will be out in a few minutes. I want to go clean myself and the baby,” I say.

“Let the nurses help you, Queen,” The Doctor says.

“No, I am already healed and know the little one will be okay. We are werewolves, not humans,” I say. I had already forgotten the pain when I held my son in my arms. I hand him to Walker. He does not look happy.

“I think we should only have one child. All this pain was terrible,” Walker says. Then he looks down at little Frederick’s face and smiles.

“Nevermind, if all our children are this cute, I want a hundred,” Walker teases me.

“Well, I hope you are willing to push them out, because I may have one or two more, but not a bloody hundred,” I tease him back. Walker laughs as he walks over to me and k****s me.

“You were so brave like always, my love. Little Frederick is the most fortunate baby in the world to have a mommy like you. He will always be protected and loved. I know you will be the best mother in the world,” Walker says as he hugs our son and holds him close to his heart. I go to clean up and feed the little pup. I bathe him and put cute little clothes on for him. I get dressed in a clean dress, pick up my sleeping son and carry him to where Walker awaits us. We walk outside so the wolves can meet their new Prince.

“Please tell me it is true! Please tell me you named him Frederick,” Jeffrey says as he walks up to us to bless little Frederick. As a high Priest of the Moon Goddess, he must bless the firstborn heir to the throne.

“Yes, we called our poor child Fred,” I say.

“No one will call him that! He will be known as Frederick the Second and be a strong warrior like his mother and father. He will rule his people with the same love, care, and respect as his parents. Selene will bless him as his mother and father are her children, and they listen to her call when she needs them. Selene, please hear my voice and bless this young child who will one day become the King of the Kingdom of Wessex. He will have a long reign as his mother and father will have. May the Moon Goddess bless this royal family, and may they always be happy. Wolves of the Kingdom of Wessex, I present your future King, Prince Frederick the Second!” Jeffrey says. I want to laugh as he holds up little Frederick, who does not think all this attention is a great idea, and starts crying. I think Jeffrey has watched the Lion King too many times. All we need to hear now is the song by Elton John playing in the background.

“Thank you, Jeffrey,” I say as I take my son and cuddle him. The wolves are cheering, and I feel their love for my little family. I have tears in my eyes but hide them as I pretend to cuddle my son. Walker puts his arm protectively around little Frederick and me. I know we will be happy, but our family will grow bigger in the years to come as both Walker and I want to have many children. We both grew up alone as our families rejected us, and although we had siblings that loved us now when we grew up, we both stood alone against the world. I do not want my son ever to feel that way. He must grow up in a loving family with many siblings who can always cover his back.