The king, however, didn’t seem to be too concerned. He sneered at Sebastian. “What now? You managed to trick that dumbass Chandler and buried his entire pack. Now what do you have left with those losers you gathered?”

I glanced at Sebastian, whose face fell. Was his confidence wavering at all? It was hard to tell. He seemed so steady and sure of himself.

“Do you think those guys would follow you if you didn’t bewitch ...