"So he was abused by his father," Troy said, letting out a shaky sigh.
"Do I even want to know what three cuts on his tiny lip looked like?" Tristan asked, almost feeling sorry for the fucker.
"Trust me, you don't not," Theo said with a disgusted look, quickly closing the picture.
"So we know he had a fucked up childhood, and I presume he didn't go to college," Tristan said, sighing, not wanting the silence to linger.
"Yeah, he didn't. He enrolled to join the pack army then. Reports say he was a good kid, rising the ranks pretty fast and gaining the favour of the leaders." Theo reported, scanning for more reports.
"What changed?" Tristan asked, feeling like they all already knew where he fucked up.
