Rejected, Broken And Forgotten
Chapter 27

Walker’s POV

I have talked to my mother, and I understand better why she had to give me up. I do not know why Aldo and Dakota lied to me for years, making me hate the royals and my mother. They always said my father was not the only one in the wrong. Well, I will have to think about it when I have the time. Right now, I want to make Paris my bride and my mate. I want to be with her forever. She is my one and only. I can not live without her. My wolf is going crazy thinking we will make her ours at last. Jeffrey will marry us since he is a High Priest of the Moon Goddess. I will need to ask Jeffrey more about the kingdoms and their traditions and history. Since I am the King of Sussex now and soon will be the King of Wessex when Essex and Sussex unite, I will need to know more about the history and traditions of the kingdoms. I know as much about the kingdoms as my mate, and I think the two of us do not know much. She learned about the first wolves and the trial of the King and Queen, and she told me about King Frederick and Queen Katherine.

“I am ready if you are,” Jeffrey says to my mother, who helped Paris get ready. I put on the same suit I had on for the party. I do not own suits as I am a warrior and mostly have uniforms we wear to fight in human form, and we do not care if they get torn when we need to shift to fight in wolf form, as we have a lot of uniforms that we stole from the human armies. Yes, humans stay between us but do not know about us. We are cautious not to let humans see us even if we fight. We never leave the bodies of dead wolves lying around, and we burn them in a place where humans never come.

“We are ready,” My mother says as all the she-wolves help her to get Paris ready. I wonder where they got a wedding dress for Paris.

“Hahaha, the she-wolves around here are very helpful, and they got your grandmother’s dress from the castle of the Kingdom of Sussex. Luckily, it fits Paris, and she looks beautiful,” Lindsey says.

“It took you long enough to get Paris ready. It is almost twelve, and the sun is already high,” I say. I am not tired, as wolves can go days without sleeping. We are built to be fighters and to protect, so it is easy for us to stay awake for a few days. I am not planning on sleeping today anyway. Finally, Paris will be my mate and Queen, and I plan to make her mine in every sense of the word. I already have difficulty keeping my hands off her, and now that she will be rightfully mine, I do not have to do that anymore.

Carl will bring Paris to the altar as it is tradition for the father to bring the Queen to the altar of the Moon Goddess. If humans are watching, they will think it is an ordinary human wedding. They do not know about the b***d ritual that goes with it, and the wolves have to blend their b***d in a goblet as when they do with a Luna ceremony. The wedding is to link all the wolves in both kingdoms together and make them one nation but with different packs. It is almost like humans with different groups or cultures living in one country, but all citizens. Unlike humans, wolves do not care about their human skin color, and we only have one religion. We only pray to the Moon Goddess, our creator and the mother of all werewolves. We do not pray to the other gods as they did not create us, although we know they exist. Like some humans, some werewolves do not believe in gods, and we do not try to convince them. As we know, they will have to realize that the Moon Goddess exists sooner or later.

I am going to stand at the altar. Unlike humans, we do not play fancy wedding music when the bride walks in. I am waiting for Paris, and Jeffrey is preparing the goblet and everything else we will need for the ceremony. We are all in a hurry to save the hostages, but we also know we can not do it before we can communicate with all the wolves of both kingdoms. We will also have to free them at night when the moon is high and humans are all sleeping. We also need to catch John by surprise.

At last, everyone is ready, and I turn around as I hear Carl and Paris walking towards the altar. Paris looks even more stunning than ever, and I have a hard time thinking of how I will get her out of that dress. I know I am not supposed to think about things like that, and I concentrate on the ceremony. It will not be very comfortable if everyone can see that I am already thinking about the part after the ceremony. I look at Paris’ beautiful face and wonder how the kingdoms’ first ceremonies went. Did they first ask the Moon Goddess what to do, and did they know that all the wolves in the kingdoms would be linked when they got their first King and Queen? These are all the questions I need to ask Jeff when I have a chance. I smile as I take Paris’ hand in mine as her father hands her to me.

“Queen Paris Sawyer Wellington and King Walker Brooks, you are here today to become one. You are here to unite the kingdoms and will rule together. For the first time in the history of the kingdoms, Essex and Sussex will become one, and the King and Queen will each have a say in ruling the new Kingdom of Wessex. Now you have to make the following promises as we seal your mate bond and you become one. First, do you promise to protect all wolves that seek refuge in the Kingdom of Wessex? Will you treat them as your children and be a mother and father to them?” Jeffrey asks.

“I promise,” Paris says. I am still unsure about this king thing, but I have no choice if I want my mate.

“I promise,” I say.

“Do you promise to protect and fight for the Kingdom of Wessex and its citizens and that the Kindom and its wolves will be your first priority,” Jeffrey asks. I wonder if we had not promised that already, but we need to answer it anyway.

“I promise,” Paris says.

“I promise,” I say.

“Do you, King Walker Brooks, take Queen Paris Sawyer Wellington as your mate? Do you promise to be faithful to her and not have any other than her?” Jeffrey asks me.

“I promise,” I say.

“Do you, Queen Paris Sawyer Wellington, take King Walker Brooks as your one and only mate? Do you promise to be faithful to him and not have any other than him?” Jeffrey asks Paris.

“I promise,” Paris says.

“Then I declare you mates and King and Queen of Wessex, the new Kingdom born out of Essex and Sussex,” Jeffrey says. He cut our hands, and as we represent all the wolves of Susses and Essex, they become one as our b***d mixes in the cup, and I take Paris in my arms and mark her as mine. She returns the favor, and we are one at last. As it happens, we hear all the wolves sounding confused as they can feel that the two Kingdoms have become one. We will leave it to Jeffrey to explain it to them via mind-link. I am now the husband and mate of Paris, and I want to be alone with her. I want to have her in my arms and do everything to her that I have imagined the last few weeks since I met her. We have gone through a lot.

“Are we finished? Is that it?” I ask.

“Yes, the ceremony is over,” Jeffrey says. I smile as I pick Paris up and throw her over my shoulder. I start walking away with my mate and my bride. We may be a King and Queen, but damn, I am a wolf with needs first. I can not wait to get her to my house and out of this stupid wedding dress. I know I can not rip the dress as it was borrowed, and it is the first wedding dress of the new Kingdom of Wessex. I hope I can get the bloody thing off her fast.

“Well, I guess we are going to celebrate alone,” Jonathan says.

“Look like it,” Jeffrey laughs. He and Jonathan walk away in the direction of the bar. I do not care what they will do as my mate, and I will seal our mate bond.

I carry Paris into my house. I know we have both had s*x yet, as our mates rejected us, and I know that Paris is like me. We can not have casual s*x with another wolf as we both know we are meant to be with a special mate the Moon Goddess hand-picked for us. I was disappointed when my first mate turned out to be a gold digger who only wanted me to become a Queen one day. I know she was hoping I would take the Kingdom of Mercia, and I know Cecelia wants me out of the way now, so I can not take the Kingdom from her new lover and mate if he is her true mate and she did not use magic on him, since he is not a true royal. I do not want to think about Cecelia right now as Paris is more beautiful than her, and she is perfect. She is my special mate, and I want her.

I start kissing Paris and I am not very handy with a dress. That much I can tell you. Finally, I get her dress off and I get naked. I start kissing Paris and I can feel her trembling in my arms. I know she wants this as much as I do. Paris is perfect when she stands naked in front of me. I know what to do as I have watched many adult movies in my time. I start kissing Paris again and my lips move down her neck to her collarbone. I k**s her mark and Paris m***s. I know the sensation of getting the mark, so I take it the mark will be a sensitive spot for a wolf. I feel her lips move over my mark and I m**n. I was right. The mark is sensitive. My hands start moving over her body and her hands explore mine. I can feel myself getting as hard as a rock. I know I will not last long the first time and I know I have to be gentle with Paris, but I know her wolf will help her like mine will help me, as they are old spirits that know the art of love-making. I carry Paris to my bed. As I lay her down, I get on top of her and I am ready to enter her. As I enter her I can feel the resistance and I know my mate is only mine.

“I love you, Paris,” I say the words for the first time.

“I love you, Walker,” She says, and these are the most beautiful words I have ever heard. I stop for a moment to make sure she gets used to me inside her. I wait for her to move first. She starts moving underneath me and I move with her. It does not take long for us to reach our climax together. I never felt so complete in my life.

“Walker Brooks, get out here immediately!” I hear a woman cry out. Paris and I jump out of bed and get dressed in a hurry. We are ready for action in no time. We don’t have time to clean the bed, as a she-wolf bursts into the room.

“NOOO!!! How dare you take another when we are meant to be,” She shouts. I have never seen her in my life. Jeffrey storms in and looks from us to the she-wolf.

“Elena, he is your half-brother and Paris is his true mate. You know as well as I know that you are not meant to be with him,” Jeffrey says. I wonder where her army is, as I know she has been chasing after me for years. I let my guard down as I made love to my mate. Then I hear wolves fighting while Elena falls to the ground in a heap of sorrow. What the f**k is wrong with her? Did she really think I would take my own half-sister as my mate? She is batshit crazy. I see Paris walking over to her and picks her up by her hair. Jeffrey starts begging for Elena’s life as Paris gets ready to kill her.