Rejected, Broken And Forgotten
Chapter 15

Paris’ POV

“Can you give us some privacy so I can say goodbye to my mate,” Walker asks. I blush as I know what others are thinking.

“We are just going to make sure we are on the same page,” I say.

“Yeah, sure! We all know you want to k**s your mate, Paris,” Wallis says, and I feel like I am going to kick his a*s.

“Well, you two better hurry up before the King gets worried,” Jeffrey says. I know he must have mind-linked the King, as the King’s men would have been here by now if they thought London was in trouble.

“Then leave us alone,” Walker says with a smile. The others walk away, and Walker pulls me into the bushes. He k****s me, and I feel my knees go weak. My wolf enjoys being in her mate’s arms, as do I. Walker pulls away, and I can feel the effect of our k**s on him. He is as hard as a bloody rock.

“Well, I better go,” I say.

“Okay, but remember to wait for me on the balcony every night,” Walker says.

“How do you know there is a balcony in front of London’s room?” I ask.

“Well …” Walker starts.

“You didn’t!” I almost shout. Surely he did not visit London!

“No, I am teasing you. I know what all the castles look like as I am in a war, and I always looked out for King George and his family,” Walker says, and I relax. Walker laughs softly and k****s me on the tip of my nose.

“Well, I need to go,” I say.

“Oh, we will take down Oliver and John at the wedding. I know you can fight and will not be so worried about you, but promise me if you are in danger, you will call out to me,” Walker says.

“Only if you promise the same,” I say.

“I promise,” Walker says. I can see the grin on his face. I know he thinks I am too small to protect him, but he is my mate, and like he wants to protect me, I want to protect him.

“Okay, I promise, but you must remember one thing. Deadly poison comes in small bottles. I may look weak, but I am strong,” I say.

“I know. Now go before I keep you with me,” Walker says. I walk to the car, and he follows me. He k****s me before he lets me get in the car. Jeffrey cough to let us know they are returning. Walker let go of me. I get in the car, and we are ready to go.

“We will follow you to make you get to the palace safely,” Walker says. He goes behind the trees, and a big black wolf with a white mark on his forehead emerges. I feel Flame goes crazy in my head.

“He is so handsome,” Flame says.

“Yeah, yeah, keep your fur on,” I say, but I stare at the big black wolf. Flame is big, but she is red as flames with the crescent moon on her shoulder. She has the same birthmark as I have. We start driving to the Palace, and I feel at home as we cross the Essex border. I expect my mate to turn around, but he does not, and I wonder how he can enter Essex without being noticed. I look at Jeffrey with a frown.

“He and his pack are citizens of Sussex, and Sussex is neutral in this war. He is welcome in all three kingdoms. That is why no one knows who the rebel prince is. They only know his wolf,” Jeffrey explains.

“How do you know that?” I ask.

“I asked,” Jeffrey says. I do not know if I believe him, but I don’t say anything. I watch my mate as he runs next to the limo until we turn into the Castle grounds. I am scared, and I don’t know what to expect. What if the King knows I am not London, and he kills me? I know Walker will stay close until he is sure I am in no danger, so I relax. I look at Jeffrey, and I can see he is as nervous as I am.

“Well, here we go,” I say as we get out of the limo and walk to the palace doors. The men bow in front of me, and when I enter, I almost s**t my pants as someone shouts next to me.

“Her royal highness, Princess London Of Essex!” The voice says. I look at the guy shouting my name and remind myself to kick his a*s one day for scaring the Moon Goddess out of me. I walk in, and my legs are still trembling. f*****g dumb a*s royal shouter or whatever you call them.

We walk into a room where there are two thrones. The room is as big as the entire pack house of the Ravenstone pack. I see the older wolf and his mate sitting on the thrones, and I know they are my grandparents, who did not want me! I walk closer, and I can see the King frown. He knows I am not London. I am sure of it.

“London, what took you so long?” He asks, and I sigh in relief.

“Your highness, I am sorry, but we ran into a bit of trouble on our way here. We ran into the rebels of Mercia, but they did not harm us,” I say in my British accent. I look at Jeffrey, who looks impressed with me.

“Well, I am glad you are safe,” The King says.

“Thank you, your Highness,” I say as I can not think of anything else to say. I can see the King looking at me strangely again.

“Leave us alone. I want to talk to my granddaughter,” The King demands, and I feel nervous again as he did not call me London. Why the hell does he want to talk to me alone?

“Jeffrey, you and Wallis can remain,” The King says again. Thank Goddess, I will not be alone with the King and the Queen. Maybe he wants to discuss the wedding. We need the wedding to go on as planned so Walker can get Oliver, John, and the rest he wants to kill in one place.

“London, your grandmother and I were thinking while you were in America. We knew you were going to see your true mate, and we decided not to force you into marrying Oliver,” The King says. I look at Jeffrey, who is as surprised as I am. I see the Queen looking at the King as if she has no clue what he is talking about, and I know he is testing me. I need to think on my feet and fast.

“Oh, well, I don’t have a true mate anymore. He found my sister Paris and they became mates,” I lie. I swear I will go to hell for lying to the older wolf and his mate.

“Did you see Paris? Is she okay? Did you see your mother?” The Queen speaks for the first time. I look at the older woman and see the worry in her eyes.

“Well, I did meet my sister, father, mother, and half-brother,” I say hesitantly. I wanted to bring in Ben, as I am sure they do not know about him.

“Meran has another child? I thought her mate, Carl, I think that is his name, could not have any more children,” The King says with a frown.

“Well, they are not mates anymore. Paris told Carl that Ben was not his child and that he was the illegitimate child of the Alpha of their pack,” I say, blaming myself in case the King is angry at London for bringing out the truth.

“Well, that is no longer our problem. I hope she got kicked out of that useless pack and is a rogue now,” The King says coldly. I take it he does not have much love left for his daughter.

“Yes, they did, but Grandfather, I am willing to marry Oliver for the Kingdom’s sake and our people’s sake,” I say to change the subject, as I can see the Queen is upset. I do not want her to start crying. It looks like she is on the verge of tears. I am not good with tears and am afraid I will betray myself. The King looks at me with approval in his eyes.

“That is my granddaughter! I am proud of you, London. You gave up everything for the Kingdom, but I still wish the rightful heir to the throne would take his place. I will feel better giving you to the real King of Mercia. Oliver is weak, and I am not sure he can protect you against his father,” The King says.

“Do not fear, Grandfather. I have learned to protect myself, but I will also be relieved if the true King steps up and takes what belongs to him,” I say, to keep the King happy.

“Well, my dear, we can only pray to the Moon Goddess that it will happen before the wedding,” The King says. I nod.

“Yes, Grandfather, not that I care. My heart is broken, and I can not blame Nathan or Paris. They found each other, and I have my duty towards the Kingdom,” I lie again. I am not good at lying, and I feel ashamed for lying to the older wolves. This lying is bullshit, but I promised to help London and Walker. I can not back out now and tell the King the truth. I don’t care if he finds out the truth after Walker takes over Mercia and does whatever he wants with it. All I care about now is that my grandfather does not suspect that I am not London. So I have to lie. It is any way for the Kingdom and my sister. I like Nathan. If only my grandfather and grandmother can get to know him and realize that the Kingdoms are outdated and that no one needs a King and a Queen anymore. I know I am the oldest and supposed to take the crown, but what will I do with a bloody Kingdom? I will set the people free and go back home. I do not know how everyone will take that. I will most probably be stoned to death. I don’t care. I am the rightful heir to the throne, but I will not claim the throne. I will give it to London, and she and Nathan can rule as King and Queen or whatever the people want.

“You don’t look too happy, London. What is wrong?” The King asks. I can think of him as my grandfather, but I do not feel he is anything of mine. I have no bond with him and my grandmother, and it is because I did not know them. I can only hope he and my grandmother do not feel the lack of a bond. It is not like they are family of mine. I don’t even feel any bond with my mother or father, and the only thing I feel for Ben is empathy. How am I supposed to feel anything for wolves I have only met? Maybe later on, I will develop a bond with them, but at the moment, there is a big nothingness when I look at them. They are like strangers to me. I know my wolf, and I must get used to them.

“Nothing, grandfather. I was thinking about America. I lost my mate there,” I say. Well, my first mate. At least, I am not lying totally. I see my grandfather frown. I wonder if he and my grandmother are in love and if they are mates. Were they forced into marriage, or do they have a bond?

“Having your mate is a blessing from the Moon Goddess. I do not think you should marry Oliver for the sake of our packs and the Kingdom. You know your grandfather makes me happy, and if it were not for him, I would be lost without my only daughter,” The Queen speaks as if she was reading my mind. Does she know I am not London, and is she trying to help me?

“I know, grandmother, but sometimes we are not meant to have a mate,” I lie again as I know nothing, and I have a mate, the true King of Mercia. I will have to ask Jeffrey about my grandparents as I do not know anything about them.