Gram and Shenka were in the kitchen when I stormed into the house, magic weaving around the dishes, cleaning up the mess from the party. Sassafras hissed at me as I stomped past him, barely missing his tail with my toes. He leaped onto the table to glare at me as I came to a jarring halt.

"Sebastian isn't clan leader anymore." Blurting random troubles was apparently my specialty.

Shenka seemed surprised, but Gram didn't. In fact, she looked a little guilty before her ...