Deucalion gave him a look. "Thanks for pointing out how shitty I actually am. You're a good friend," he snapped sarcastically.
Sebastian took it all in stride. "I know you, Deucalion. Better than you think I do. You're a king, doing what's necessary for his people. But you don't take the liberties. You don't…concern yourself with them individually. Allison, as your queen, seems the type of female to concern herself with the pack. She could give them the royal attention, as it were, that you so seemingly don't want to give or think you can't give. I think that's why you picked her. You sensed the true dominance of her. Not just for yourself, but for them. And while we're on a roll, I have a bone to pick."
When Deucalion raised his eyebrows, he said, "Did you not tell her that it's custom
