Rejected, Broken And Forgotten
Chapter 30

Walker’s POV

Well, I can not complain about my mate. I feel alive and better than I have ever felt before. I had s*x for the first time, and my mate is fantastic in bed. I can not complain and have to thank the Moon Goddess for the perfect mate. I wonder where Jeff and Elena are. Paris and I are done with our little honeymoon for now. I will take her to America for our actual honeymoon. If we are going to be like humans, we might as well take up all their stupid traditions. We walk outside, and everyone is waiting for us except for Jeff and Elena. I wonder where they went.

“Well, our King and Queen have decided to join us at last,” Jonathan says. He is like a brother to me. We have been together for a long time.

“I see we have a jealous, unmated Beta,” I say. I emphasize the unmated.

“Well, I am still free!!! Unlike someone who is now royal and married!” Jonathan hits back.

“Shut up! It would be best if you bent your knee to me, peasant,” I joke back.

“You two better stop, or I will kick both your butts,” Paris says. She has not met Jonathan yet.

“Your Highness, I am sorry, but King Walker, the first, may let you kick his a*s, but I am not going to allow you to kick mine. Royal or not! Damn, I am American and don’t believe in Royals,” Jonathan says.

“Haha, you forgot one thing, Beta. I am your Luna now, and I can kick your a*s. I may look small, but the deadly poison comes in a small bottle. You don’t know me, Beta,” Paris laugh. I am not jealous of them teasing each other. I know Jonathan respects me as his Alpha and will never come on to his Luna. I also know that Paris loves me and will one day have my pup. She still needs to come into heat, and she can not have a pup before she has her heat.

“Wow, I forgot you are my Luna. My humble apologies, Luna. I never thought Walker would get a mate. Look at him. He is ugly as f**k. Where did you get Luna Paris? She is beautiful. You look like Beauty and the Beast,” Jonathan teases me again.

“Jealousy makes you nasty, my friend. Jonathan never had a mate, and I think the Moon Goddess is still looking for someone ugly enough to fit him,” I tease back.

“Hahaha, I can see you two are great friends. I am Paris Saywer Wellington Brooks. Holy s**t! I need to stop adding surnames to my name. I am starting to sound like someone out of the history books,” Paris laughs. I love how she is so plain and down-to-earth. She is the most beautiful she-wolf I have ever seen. I am not saying it because she is my mate. Paris is gorgeous, and although London is her twin and they look a lot alike, there is something about Paris that makes her stand out and more beautiful than London.

“Enough, playing around, young ones. It is time we get serious,” Jeff says from behind us. Paris turns around and glares at Elena, standing next to Jeffrey. I know what she is thinking, and I feel uncomfortable.

“Hahaha, look, it is Princess Crazy! She found you, at last, King Walker,” Jonathan laughs.

“Not funny! She is my mate, and I am planning to accept her as that,” Jeffrey says. Paris walks over to Jeff and feels his head.

“You are not hot, so I don’t think you are sick. Maybe you got what she has and has gone crazy,” Paris says.

“Not funny, Queen! She helped me to spy on John and Oliver. We know where all their men are, and we don’t only have to save the previous royals. We can win the war here and now. We can defeat Oliver and John. We can take them down and with them the Kingdom of Mercia,” Jeffrey says.

“I am not sure you are crazy. We can not put the hostages’ lives in danger. You forgot one thing, Jeff. Cecelia has powerful shamans with her, and we don’t know who or where they are,” Paris says. Jeffrey looks at Paris and frowns.

“I forgot about them,” Jeff says. I must admit I also forgot about the shamans. I would have gone with Jeff’s plan if Paris had not mentioned it.

“Cecelia got shamans? Where did she find them? Shamans in England? Never heard of it,” Elena says.

“Yeah, she brought them with her from America,” Jeffrey says.

“We all know she is not a good shaman, and she has helped, but where the shaman or shamans are who is helping her, we do not know,” Paris says.

“I know a powerful witch that will help us, but she will ask for payment. She does not work for free. I know I called on her help a few times to confuse my father and Oliver,” Elena says.

“Wait! You are not really crazy, are you? You are f*****g acting crazy! But why?” Paris asks Elena and looks at her with suspicion in her eyes.

“Because, my Queen, I have been waiting for you and Walker to take your rightful place as King and Queen of Wessex. I believe in the werewolf legacies. They never failed us. It is easier to find out things when everyone thinks you are crazy and does not take you seriously,” Elena says.

“I see, so you acted like you were in love with your half-brother, so everyone would think you are crazy, and I bet you were protecting him, but how did you know we are the King and Queen the legacies talked about?” Paris asks.

“I did not! I only figured it out when I saw you and Walker getting married, but I did know that Mercia is not supposed to be a Kingdom and that my family stole the land from yours and Walker’s other family. I am no royal, but I am Jeff’s mate, and I am proud of it,” Elena says. I am listening to them talk and think of the old witch Elena is talking about. Will she be powerful enough for two shamans? I know Aldo and Dakota. I know how powerful they are, and I am afraid that one mere witch will not be enough for them. That is if the two shamans or one shaman helping Cecelia are Aldo, Dakota, or both.

“Well, I like your style, and I think you are clever for fooling everyone. You had me fooled, that much I can tell you,” Paris says.

“Well, I am honored to call you my Queen. I have heard a lot about you and your fighting skills, Queen Paris. I also knew from the start you were not London, as you are not as ladylike, and I mean it in a good way. London is too much of a lady, and I don’t think she can handle a fight as you can,” Elena says.

“I am going to need a female as my advisor, and Jeff will be the advisor of Walker, so would you like to become my advisor?” Paris asks.

“That will be an even greater honor,” Elena says. She is not crazy and acts more like a sister to me than a potential mate. She is even making friends with my mate. I look at Jonathan, who looks at Elena skeptically, and Jonathan does not trust easily.

“You don’t know shamans, do you?” Jonathan asks Elena.

“I have heard of them, but I have not seen them in action,” Elena admits.

“Well, they are more powerful than witches, so I don’t think your one witch will help us much against them,” Jonathan says. Elena starts laughing.

“Miriam is not a normal witch. She is half-witch and half-werewolf, and she has a magical wolf, and she is powerful as f**k. I have seen her do things no normal witch can do,” Elena says.

“I want to see that! I do not believe witches are so powerful,” Jonathan says.

“Well, then, I will have to introduce you to Mariam, and good luck. She does not like males, as her mate rejected her for another she-wolf, and he regrets it now and is chasing after her. She is beautiful, by the way, but you stand no chance in hell to have her as your mate,” Elena says.

“I know powerful she-wolves in all the kingdoms and have a whole spy network of she-wolves that helps me to know what is going on in each Kingdom. Well, there are only two kingdoms left, and Mercia will not be a Kingdom for long, not if I can help. My weakling of a brother and my man-whore of a father will come down fast,” Elena continues. I look at Jonathan, who looks at Elena with a puzzled look on his face.

“You have a whole network of she-wolves that helps you? You are brilliant! I love how you work and operate. You will be the best advisor a Queen can ask for, and I know you can fight. I can feel it and see it. I am so impressed with you,” Paris says. What the hell happened? My mate is now best friends with my crazy half-sister, who has been chasing after me since I got here! Okay, things can change fast. I am still getting used to having my mate, and now I have a bloody sister. So much for being the only child. Well, I am still on my mother’s side.

“Okay, where is this witch of yours so we can see how powerful she is?” I ask at last. I am getting sick of this whole sister bonding thing between my half-sister and my mate. Damn, I just got Paris to myself. I do not want to share her with anyone right now. I am a little jealous of our time together. I must admit I am not looking forward to sharing Paris with a whole bloody Kingdom. I will never be alone with her.

“Hahaha, you are just jealous of your mate and me bonding. Don’t worry. As soon as Jeff decides to accept me, I will have a mate that keeps me busy,” Elena says. A beautiful redhead comes walking out of the trees. We all look at her. She looks magically enchanting, not that I want her as a mate or a s*x partner, as I only want Paris, but even Paris is staring at her. Jonathan looks like one of those cartoon wolves with their tongues hanging out and hearts in his eyes. All he needs to do is stamp his feet on the ground and start whistling.

“Close your mouth, Jonathan. It is fly season,” I say.

“Kill me with a feather. Who the hell is that?” Jonathan says. Elena smiles as she sees Jonathan and the rest of the single male wolves’ reactions.

“That is the witch, Meriam. I told you she is beautiful and powerful. She must have known I needed her help and came here as fast as she could, and that is pretty fast, seeing that she can fly,” Elena says. I look at Jonathan and see that this Meriam is his mate as they stare at each other.

“Nope, I am not doing this. See you, Elena! I can not handle that wolf that stares at me like I am some piece of meat. Get another witch,” Meriam says, pointing at Jonathan.

“I told you to close your damn mouth,” I whisper to Jonathan.

“Sorry, Alpha, but I found my mate,” Jonathan says.

“She obviously does not want you as she is unwilling to help us,” I say.

“She did not reject me, did she?” Jonathan answers and tries to act cool, but he is failing miserably as he looks like a teenager in love.

“Well, fine, if you don’t want to help us with shamans,” Elena says. She looks at Paris and winks. Mariam, who turned around to walk away, turned back to us.

“Did you say, shamans? Well, why didn’t you mention that before? You know, I always wanted to test my strength against shamans. I will endure the male wolves if I can fight shamans,” Meriam says. Elena smiles as she looks at Mariam.

“Okay fine, but you will have to work with the hormonal male wolf,” Elena laughs.

“I can handle him, no problem. Besides, I can use him as a shield against my first mate,” Mariam laughs.

“Hey, I am no shield, either you want me or not,” Jonathan says.

“I will see. For now, you need to control yourself. Queen and King, it is an honor to serve you,” Mariam says, and I am surprised that she knows who we are, but then again, she can be a citizen of the new Kingdom of Wessex, and she learned it through our mind-link.