Twenty minutes later, I was sitting in Sebastain’s old office, me in his chair, him on the other side of the desk. It was a weird feeling, to be looking at him from this perspective. My first instinct was to give him his chair back, but then I realized how weak that would make me look, so I fought against it. He hadn’t said anything to me since we’d come face to face, but he also hadn’t taken his eyes off of me. A few of his old pack members, mostly members from the guard, had surrounded him and started asking him questions. Where had he been, what had he been doing? Was he back for good, if not, then why was he here? Some of them were irritated sounding, and betrayed, still feeling the burn from his disappearing act. Some were curious and maybe a little hopeful he was making a comeback. I tried not to linger on that too much, reminding myself things had been a bit rocky since I’d taken over. It was only natural they’d miss the strong leader who had carried them to the top of the wer
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