Logan must’ve been thinking the same thing. He laughed and folded his arms over his chest. “Look at you, Sebastian. All alone. It’s like a rare sighting in the wild. You usually travel with your pack, don’t you?” Sebastian shot back, “You would know.” He gestured to Mason. “Always in your brother’s shadow, right? He’s the leader. He’s the football talent while you…what are you?” Sebastian’s eyes flicked to me, and I knew where he was going. He added, taunting, “Couldn’t get the gi—” I surged forward, stopping him. “You’ll stop right there.” “Or what?” His eyes sharpened.
