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*Mark* I walk quickly toward the throne room. The king has summoned me, and I wonder if he wants to ask me why I missed dinner last night. Maybe this is the best time to discuss the fact that Emily isn’t Luna material. I know she is his cousin, so I wonder how he’ll react. As I near the throne room, I’m now sure I don’t have the nerve to be the one to bring this up. We’d all spoken about this last night and had decided we needed a strategy to get Emily out of here. None of us want to marry her. But, how am I going to tell the king that no one in their right mind would be willing to live the rest of their days tied to that psycho b***h? The king is seated on his throne with a stern look. I’m also surprised to find the other three Alphas present. Why did the king look like he had just s