Paris' POV
"Can you give us some privacy so I can say goodbye to my mate," Walker asks. I blush as I know what others are thinking.
"We are just going to make sure we are on the same page," I say.
"Yeah, sure! We all know you want to kiss your mate, Paris," Wallis says, and I feel like I am going to kick his ass.
"Well, you two better hurry up before the King gets worried," Jeffrey says. I know he must have mind-linked the King, as the King's men would have been here by now if they thought London was in trouble.
"Then leave us alone," Walker says with a smile. The others walk away, and Walker pulls me into the bushes. He kisses me, and I feel my knees go weak. My wolf enjoys being in her mate's arms, as do I. Walker pulls away, and I can feel the effect of our kiss on him. He is a
