“Well I used to be a member of the Romani Pack.” He spoke fully expecting to be hated now.<br/>Such was the glory of being a member of the law enforcement pack. Other Packs tended to shun them, as when they came it normally meant that they were under investigation. There was only two punishments for broken common laws in shifter society; death or shaming. Those who were to be put to death were always shamed first, in case they escaped before the sentence was carried out.<br/>“I was of course the Alpha’s son, and one of their most skilled combatants they sent me after the more dangerous bounty’s. Such as the Alpha serial killer a few years ago.” This was exactly what it had sounded like, a serial killer who had been hunting exclusively alphas. Not for their power but simply because they had wanted. He sighed and looked at the ground, talking about this was bringing up why he had been shamed in the first place. He had been heir to the throne of their pack, because he was the better fighter which for enforcers was needed after all. His older brother hadn’t liked that. Thus the situation he was currently in.<br/>Jacen shook his head and resumed speaking “So anything that requires dexterity or strength would be my bag.”<br/>It would be clear to anyone that he wasn’t telling the full story, especially about his shaming.  But Jacen didn’t feel comfortable revealing that just yet. After all he had only just met these people so why should he trust them? He thought he could trust his pack. But they took the word of his self confessed scheming brother. Over him their future alpha and for most of them friend.<br/>“What exactly do you do here anyway Sarah?” He asked quickly changing the subject.