the-pied-piper-of-new-orleans:
âWho are you? I wouldnât be surprised if you couldnât answer the question with more than a few nouns. I do a damn good job turning everyone that walks through those doors a thousand better than who theyâre were before. I havenât started with you yet.â Nick smiled when Achilles finally looked up at him. âIâm confused. Iâm not kicking you out. Was that assume on your part or a final misdirection from Cadmus?â
âI already knew.â Nick shrugged. He picked up the photo Achilles place into his bag of himself and Jax and placed it back on the bed post. âI think I guessed it during your tour of the pack house but I wasnât sure. Honestly, I didnât care too much about it.â
Achilles stared at him for a long time, before pulling out a sweater from the bag and setting it back down on the bed. âA mix of experience and Cadmus...â
âDo you think anyone else does?â He glanced at the photo and continued slowly pulling his clothes out of the bag. âHid it from Cadmus and the rest of them until I was 25.â