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*Isla* “Who the f**k are you?” Maddox’s outburst has me letting go of my brother, Ben, but standing between the king, who looks like he’s about to storm right through me and knock my little brother out the window, I put up my hand and shout, “Maddox, stop!” I hear Ben mumble a curse word I’ve never heard come out of his mouth before as he drops to his knee. “Your Majesty!” he declares, and I can’t tell if he’s afraid Maddox is angry because he’s not being subservient enough or if my brother realizes Maddox has the wrong idea. “Who is this asshole, and what the f**k is he doing in your room with his arms wrapped around you?” The king steps to the side and I have to move quickly to get in front of him. “He’s my brother!” I shout. Maddox looks like he’s about to shift, he’s so mad, but