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I don't know, I guess the fact that your pack was called the dark brotherhood kind of popped. Thatch couldn't help but make a little joke, this conversation was too serious for him. I don't mean that disrepectfully, of course. He added, after realizing that Burke might take that the wrong way. The alpha male didn't seem too fond of him, but he wouldn't give up yet.

I promise that if you give me a chance, I won't disappoint you. I'm not perfect, I'm no Mr. wonderful. But trust me, anything! Whatever you want, just let me prove it to you. Thatch wasn't pleading, he wouldn't do that. He could make it without this pack. But it would be great if he could at least have a chance. He wasn't one to disappoint. His theatricality usually did impress, but Burke might be different. His motivation now came from somewhere deeper than just wanting to join. His whole life he'd been told he couldn't. Well he had to prove that he could.