Rejected, Broken And Forgotten
Chapter 7

Walker’s POV

I am Walker Brooks, the illegitimate son of King John from the Kingdom of Mercia. I am not a fan of the kingdoms and think it is time to end all the kingdoms and set the wolves free. I know my view is not very popular with the kings, but I do give a s**t. I grew up in the states as my grandfather, the King of Sussex, was ashamed of me, hence the name Walker. I grew up with the Cloverfield Pack, and they are my actual pack. When I became the Alpha of the Cloverfield pack, I returned to England with some of my best warriors. I want revenge on the kings and my mother for abandoning me and making the people their pawns in a war. They do not want to fight. My mother did not want me to go to America. However, he is too weak to do anything and is a useless royal, like all the women in the kingdoms’ royal families. Princess London of Essex, Princess Alicia (my mother) of Sussex, Princess Elena of Mercia (sister of Prince Oliver), Queen Victory of Essex, Queen Alexandria of Mercia and Queen Sofia of Sussex are all useless and can not even fight. They all sit around and try to look beautiful. Queen Alexandria and Sofia are my grandmothers, but I don’t care.

Princess Elena freaks me out as she is looking for me and wants me to be her lover or mate. f**k knows what she wants, but we are family, and I can not even stand the thought of touching her. I know some wolves and royals do not care if you are family and marry each other, but I am not one of them. I am sure that some are brain-dead because of inbreeding. They are not very clever, and I can take them out if I want to, but I am waiting. I want all the bloody royals at home before I strike. I will kill them, maybe not my mother, but I will see. Princess London is in America at the moment. I know she will marry Prince Oliver, and all the royals will be at the wedding. I want all of them at once and kill them in one day. It will save me a lot of trouble if I do not have to look for them. I know people see me as a hero, but I am not. All I want is revenge. I save many lives and help the poor, like Robin Hood, but I am not him. They say Princess London is one of the most beautiful creatures to walk this earth, but I do not care as I do not want a useless mate. My mate must be able to fight and defend her people. She must be a true Luna, the Alpha female of the pack.

My mate will be my equal and have all the rights I have as long as she is strong and willing to protect the pack. We will rule together and ensure the wolves of England stay free and with no useless royals. I understand that a king like King George is loved as he fought with his wolves in the war until he got too old. He should have taught his granddaughter to fight, though. His daughter left the kingdom with her mate and refused to marry King John. I wonder if London will do the same. I heard that her true mate is the next doctor of the Kingdom of Essex. Will she betray her mate? He wonders if London will have the guts to fight for her mate. It will be interesting to see how that turns out.

“Ahh, the rebel Prince,” Jonathan, my beta, says from behind me.

“What did you call me?” I ask. I wouldn’t say I like that nickname the people gave me.

“Everyone calls you that, Alpha,” Jonathan says.

“Yeah, behind my f*****g back. I am no bloody prince. I will never be a royal,” I say. It makes me really angry when the wolves call me that. I am not going to tolerate it. I know that stupid Prince Oliver asked the wolves in Russia to help him, but they refused and sent me word that Oliver is looking for armies to help him against me. I know no one will help him as I have a lot of friends in Europe. Most of the packs understand who I am and what I do and do not like Oliver. No one really calls him prince anymore, as they know it is only a matter of time before I overthrow him and take his kingdom, but I am not interested in the kingdom or becoming King. All I want is to kill all the bloody useless royals. They are a pain in everyone’s a*s, and the kingdoms need their freedom.

“Well, Alpha, I am calling it to your face,” Jonathan laughs. We are great friends, and when we are alone, we always joke around, and Jonathan calls me by my name.

“You are brave, my friend,” I laugh. Jonathan needs to tell me something, and I am not sure I want to hear it.

“London will be back soon, but I do not think there is going to be a wedding, as I heard she is not planning on marrying Oliver,” Jonathan says. Jonathan has spies everywhere. He likes to sleep with every she-wolf he can lay his paws on. The women of the Kingdoms are useless, and the young ones without mates are easy and willing. None of them can fight, so all they are good for is f*****g the soldiers that fight in the war and entertaining them for money. I am not interested in these cheap wolves. I had a mate once, but she chose to reject me because I was not good enough for her. Her name is Cecelia, and she still has no second chance mate. She is staying in Hollywood now and is an actress. I know she has no mate because she dates all these wealthy actors and other human billionaires, but I can see she is not happy. She is missing her mate, and her wolf is crying for Blaze, my wolf. We do not want her anymore, as she sleeps with every human in Hollywood, and I will not take a used-up she-wolf as my mate. I will wait for my second chance mate to come to me. Or maybe I will replace her after this war is over. Linsey comes walking to where Jonathan and I are standing talking. Linsey is a good fighter and will make an excellent mate for her mate one day. She is only nineteen and thinks she is in love with me, but I know we are not mates as our wolves do not connect as mates do.

“Hi, Alpha, Beta. What are you up to?” She asks. We are in the middle of the woods in a tiny little town. We have everything the rebels need, and there is enough food and water. We use weapons in the war and have enough silver in this town to make our bullets. I hate using silver bullets on other werewolves, but they are stubborn and do not want to stop fighting us, as they are loyal to the crown. We usually only wound them. I wouldn’t say I like killing my kind. We are watching the king’s men from a hill not far from our town. They are camping in the valley and have no idea how close they are to us. Since we were accepted into the Sussex Kingdom as citizens, we can move freely in the cities and towns of the King of Mercia. They do not know that their enemy is right under their noses.

No one knows what I look like in human form. They only know my wolf. Blaze is a unique wolf. He is big and black with a white spot between his eyes, making him stand out in a crowd. I do not like that he stands out, but even without the white spot, he is enormous for an alpha. They say it is because I am the true king of Sussex and Mercia. I do not like to be called king or prince as I do not see myself as a useless royal. Besides, I do not even think of myself as English. I am American and will not leave my pack in America for anything. I am only here to get my revenge. Then I will go again. I also feel sorry for the wolves in the three kingdoms and want to set them free.

“So when will London come back?” I ask. I know how intimidating her grandfather can be, and he will make her marry Oliver if it is the last thing he does. King George wants to end the war and live his final years in peace, and the only way that stupid King John will make peace is if they become one in marriage. He was mad that Maren did not want him and ran away with her mate to America. I heard they have another son and daughter, but that is what I know about her. I only know her father went to America and took her firstborn daughter so she could bring peace to the two kingdoms one day. Not by fighting for their peace, but by marrying for peace. As I said, the women of the kingdoms are useless, and it is the fault of the males. They treat women as ladies instead of the warriors they are born to be. A she-wolf is meant to fight and protect. That is why she is the one that has the pups. No she-wolf will let anyone get near her pups if she is a good mother, unlike some who abandon their pups or give them to someone else to raise. I can not blame my mother, as my grandfather made her do it, but she was supposed to protect me. She visited and helped me, and my pack became citizens of the Kingdom of Mercia. It does not make what she did okay. She abandoned me and left me with strangers. It did turn out well for me, as I fought the previous Alpha and became the Alpha of Cloverfield. The wolves of Cloverfield are my family, and I love each one of them. I am so deep in my thoughts that Jonathan has to touch me on my arm to get my attention.

“Sorry to interrupt your thoughts, Alpha. London is coming back in a week or two. That is what I heard from a servant working in the palace,” Jonathan says.

“I bet the servant is a she-wolf,” Linsey says, and I laugh with her while Jonathan glares at us.

“So what if she is? Meat is meat, and a man must eat. I might as well take a free meal once in a while,” Jonathan says. Jonathan is a handsome young wolf, and the young she-wolves can not get enough of him. I smile as Linsey blushes.

“You are rude,” Linsey says.

“You are running after the Alpha and not even making a secret about it. You are as shameless as I am,” Jonathan hits back. I can see Linsey blushing again, and I shake my head.

“You are not my mate, Linsey. You need to move on and get your true mate. I am not yours and will never be. It would be best if you stopped following me around. You are wasting your youth and time,” I talk hard to Linsey. I know it is not what she wants to hear, but her puppy love is getting on my nerves.

“Alpha! I am sorry I did not mean to run after you. I will stop and look for my mate,” Lindsey says as she glares at me with her blue eyes that are filled with tears. Her tears may work on the other wolves but not on me. I am immune to women who use tears to get what they want.

“Yeah, now stop it and move on,” I say. I can see Linsey is hurt, but rather be cruel now than later. She is still young. I am twenty-five and not so young anymore. I will also not accept any she-wolf but my true mate. I wonder when I will meet her, if she will reject me as Cecelia did, or if she will take me for who I am.