Rejected, Broken And Forgotten
Chapter 80

Walker’s POV

I sit here in the bushes next to Paris. We know something is coming, and I am glad we did not walk into their trap. As we wait, we hear the bats’ wings, but we expect them to fly in, so we hide under the bushes and close to trees so the vampires can not spot us from above. They land in the opening as we put some clothing and stuff in our tents to make it look like we are sleeping in our tents. As they set a trap for us, we have set a trap for them. We wait until the last of the vampires has landed. We know all of them are evil vampires as they are the troops of Mikhail. They are Mikhail’s right hand, and I bet he sends them out to see how things with the wolves are going.

“Hmm, I do not smell humans. I smell werewolves. Did the wolves get to them before we could?” One of the vampires asks. I know we will have to attack before they start sniffing around and replace out there are no humans here and never were and fly off to tell Mikhail. I nod to Paris and my men. They are not that many, only about thirty. If we move fast, we can get them before they can run off. We do not want them to go and tell on us at Mikhail. I hear Aldo and Dakota start chanting softly. I look at them, and they smile back at me.

“We are preventing them from flying, my King,” Aldo links me.

“Good job, make sure none of them can get away,” I link back.

“They will never get away. We are ready, and they can not turn into bats or other creatures at the moment,” Dakota links me.

“Good job, you two. We will have to attack them, but they are fast, and some might escape,” Paris links.

“Wait! We can slow them down,” Aldo says as they start chanting again.

“Those are the wolves I once knew and loved. You are still like parents to me, but you must never be cowards again,” I link them.

“We will never let you down, my king,” Dakota links us. I know she feels ashamed about their past. They chant, and I can see the vampires going through camp getting slower.

“Attack!” I link my wolves. We all run out, and the vampires are surprised by us, but as they try to fly away, they realize that they can not fly and that we are already on top of them as they are slow. We have wooden stakes, as normal vampires do not require a white oak stake. As we start staking them and they turn into dust, the leaders know they are in trouble. We have formed a circle around them and trapped them in a circle. We close in, and they panic as they can not fly and can not run faster than we are.

“Well, well, look at you all grounded, and you have no speed,” I say.

“I like that they can not run past us or turn into bats and fly away,” Paris laughs.

“Who are you? Why can we not fly? Are you gypsies and cursing us?” One of the vampires asks. He is panicking. I can feel it, and he is in a flat spin when I listen to his heartbeat. His eyes keep looking at the sky, and I realize why he is so worried as the sun rises.

“Why are you so worried? I can hear your cold heart beating like a drum, and vampires are not even supposed to have a fast heartbeat,” I laugh.

“The sun is about to rise. Let us go. We will not bother you again,” The Vampire says.

“There is no way I am doing that. You will all die here today as you are the minions of Mikhail,” Paris says.

“So let’s dance,” I say as I attack the first vampire with a wooden stake. I see Paris next to me doing the same thing. Our army of wolves starts attacking, and within a few minutes, half of the vampires are dust.

“Please let us go! We will not return to Mikhail and will follow you,” One of the vampires starts pleading with us. I know he is lying, as I know there is no way they will let Mikhail go, as they think he is the reason they are still alive.

“What if I tell you I can give you a daylight tattoo that will break your bond with Mikhail, and even if he dies, you will not?” I ask.

“You can do that?” One of the vampires asks.

“Yes, but you will have to join Luca in his fight against his father,” Paris says.

“How do you know so much about us?” Another vampire asks.

“We are the King and Queen of Werewolves. So either you decide to work with us, or you die,” I say.

“We will work with you,” Some of the vampires say.

“How do we know we can trust you? ” Another one asks.

“You will have to trust us or die. You better be quick as the sun is rising,” Paris says.

“We will work with you,” One says. The gypsies with us start chanting, and the tattoo of the sun starts showing on their arms. Some evil ones turn to dust, but those who are genuine and want to be with us and help us are not turning to dust. They stay the same and look happy as the tattoos on their arms hurt, and some scream in pain.

“I can feel the heat again. I can feel my soul again,” One cries as the gypsies end their chants and the tattoos are completed. Miriam, the leader of our magical creatures, has taught most magical wolves and gypsies the daylight tattoo ritual she learned from Callida. They all know how to help vampires that want to be helped.

We have sent some of our strongest warriors out to the other part of Russia to make sure Mikhail does not get a hold there and start scaring people with his dogmen and ensure he does not have dogmen there. So we sent Mariam, Jonathan, Gadilla, and Roman to the east from where we were. Jonathan and them can link us if they need help. I am sure they will not need help as they are as strong as we are and have all the wolves in that area to help them. We link them to tell them to watch out for vampires as we had a problem with the vampires here.

We look at the vampires that enjoy the sun for the first time in decades. We can see they are thankful and happy to have their souls back. They are like children that are allowed outside after doing their homework after school. I smile as I look at Paris, who looks happy.

“They look so happy, my love. They are like children playing in the sun. Look at them. I am glad that we can help other creatures as well as werewolves,” Paris says.

“I know, and the best part is they will forever be loyal to us, because as soon as they become evil, they will turn to dust,” I say.

“I know, but I am glad they are not evil, as I want to believe every creature on earth has a good side. Well, some don’t, and they turn into dust when they get the tattoo,” Paris says.

“We can go and have a nap now. I am a little tired after last night,” I say with a naughty smile.

“I know you do not want to sleep! You want to make love to me, don’t you?” Paris says and laughs. She knows me very well.

“No! I want to cuddle next to the she-wolf Queen that I love so much,” I play with her.

“Yeah, right! I know you, Walker, King of werewolves. You are sneaky,” Paris says, but k****s me, and I hold her around her waist.

“You are beautiful,” I say.

“Get a bloody room, you two,” A grumpy voice comes from behind us. We laugh as we know it is Herman, and he is just playing around with us. Since he got his mate, he is not so grumpy anymore. He laughs all the time and enjoys his life as a wolf. He is also one of our best assets, as he knows more about human technology than any of us, which significantly helps us.

“I am trying to, but my bloody Queen does not want to go with me,” I say. Herman laughs.

“Pick her up and throw her over your shoulder and make her do with you,” Herman says.

“I will get kicked where it hurts the most. My mate is strong,” I tease Paris.

“You are right. I will kick you there and where the sun never shines,” Paris says, and Herman laughs.

“You are so cruel to me, baby,” I say, pretending to look sad.

“You let her get away with too much because you love her too much,” Herman says. I pick Paris up and throw her over my shoulder.

“You think?” I ask with a smile on my face. I know I look naughty, and Herman laughs.

“I hope we get royal pups soon,” Herman says.

“Not while Mikhail is around. I do not want to fear for my pups when he is around,” Paris says as she bites into my a*s.

“Ouch! Damn, baby, you can not mark my a*s. It is already yours,” I say.

“I know, but it is so sexy I want to bite it,” Paris says. Herman laughs. I know we sound crazy when we are playing with each other, and I do not care, as I love Paris, and she is my only true mate.

“Honey, you better put me down as I do not like to hang upside down,” Paris says.

“I will put you down in our tent,” I say. I walk with her to the tent, and when we reach the tent, I put her down softly on the ground. I bend over her and k**s her. I am about to take her clothes off when we get interrupted.

“Funk!” I shout as I am frustrated. Every time I want to make love to my mate, we get interrupted.

“Help us!” Someone screams in the woods. We stop what we are doing and run to where we hear the cries. As we get there, we see three she-wolves surrounded by the human army. The same guys we met last night.

“What are you doing with these women?” I ask. I wink at the wolves to play along as the soldiers’ backs are turned to us.

“These men are trying to rape us, kind sir,” One of the she-wolves says.

“Lies! They are werewolves!” The soldier of last night shouts. Paris walks over to the woman and asks if they are okay. She puts the small devices on their clothing before stepping back.

“I think you are lying and just looking for a reason to rape women,” Paris says.

“They are werewolves, and I can prove it to you! Look through this device and tell me what you see!” The soldier says, handing one of their devices to Paris.

“I see a human skeleton. What am I supposed to look for?” Paris asks.

“Bullshit! Hand it to me!” The soldier shouts, and he looks at the three women and looks confused. We know there is only one thing we can do now. We will have to kill these human soldiers. We can not let them go back to their base and tell the vampires their equipment is not working. I grab the guy from the back and snap his neck. Paris and the rest of the wolves see it as a sign to attack.

“We are wolves, you stupid bastards, but no one will ever know we are wolves. Good luck in hell!” Paris shouts as we kill all the awful humans that are evil, like the one that is leading them.