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Jack’s POV “Stupid Aira. Letting the mate bond cloud her judgment,” I grunted, stomping down to my father’s office. My father was, thankfully, sitting alone without advisors or dignitaries or anyone else bothering him. I walked in and closed the door. He raised his eyebrow. “Jack? Is there a problem?” “I think Knox is trying to marry Aira for the wrong reasons,” I blurted out. “I’ve spoken to him several times. He can’t give me a good, solid reason why he actually likes Aira. And the last time I spoke to him one-on-one, he told me all royal marriages are political. I don’t know why, but I’m fairly certain he’s after our timber and is just accepting Aira as part of the package.” He listened closely and nodded along while I was speaking. “I don’t think he really loves her, Father,” I