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Thatch was starting to get a bit annoyed with this alpha's complete un-interest. Of course he wouldn't show it though. It wasn't that he thought himself to be great, he really just like to talk. Burke mocked him a little, but Thatch didn't crack a smile. He wanted to prove himself. He started to feel the same sensation he used to feel about his own father. Before he hated his dad, he felt like he wasn't worth the time to his own father. His whole life trying to impress him but nothing ever worked. He wanted, no had to show Burke what he could do.

Because no other pack could help me like you could. If I went to another pack and said, 'hi I'm Thatch, I'm an assassin training to kill my father and I'd love to join you' they wouldn't be so open to the idea. He nodded seriously, staring up at Burke though still avoiding eye contact.