"So what are we going to do about Javier taking the throne?" Matt asked after a short moment of silence, because if he wasn't the rat then there was no reason for his ass to come anywhere near that position.
"Nothing." Sebastian announced.
"Excuse you. What do you mean nothing? I will be dead before I serve that fucker. You're joking, aren't you?"
"No. I mean it. We will do nothing. Let him have the seat. In fact I want you to support his rise to it." Sebastian instructed nonchalantly.
"What is your plan?" Matt asked, certain that Sebastian wouldn't hand Silver over to someone like his cousin without a plan. Sebastian had worked hard for the pack with his sweat and blood, had fought pack battles, built the world from the ground up, giving it up now wasn't something Matt believed he would ever do, not unless there was a plan behind it.
