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Walker's POV "I thought I told you to pack your stuff as you leave for America today," I say to Lindsey. "Please, don't send me home, Alpha. I have found my mate, and I promise I am no longer in love with you. I even believe in the Moon Goddess now," Lindsey says. I wonder if she is sick and does not look and sound the same. She is crazy as f**k, and I do not know if I can believe her or not. "Who is your mate?" I ask. "Wallis Hawkins or that is what he said his name is," Lindsey says. The only Wallis I know is the friendly giant, Paris' bodyguard. I am sure he can not be the mate of Lindsey, or can he? Lindsey had not met them that night, my men and I stopped Paris and her men, thinking she was London. Lindsey was busy somewhere else. She is one of our best generals, and I will sen