#redacted Amanda

[dani-ya-dig]

Because we didn’t get to see the reception here are my ideas for things that happened during it:

•First Dances between the mates obviously

•I also think they did a mate swap dance where Ash and David and Angel and Babe danced together.

•Angel and Babe were tearing that shit up and Asher tried to dip David (and failed) but he did manage to twirl David around a little bit

•Asher requested the cha cha slide and was banned from requesting the Cupid shuffle

•Multiple dance battles took place

•Milo’s tie was undone (I am dreamily sighing)

•Asher’s whole suit could have come off if no one stopped him

•Asher did mess up his hair immediately after the ceremony

•Ass shaking that may not be wedding appropriate took place

•Darlin dragged Sam onto the dance floor for a slow dance because that was the one dance he said he could do

•Christian was tackled

•Not necessarily reception related but I like to imagine Amanda came around for the wedding <3

•But I refuse to imagine things were awkward between her and Chrissy on such a happy occasion

•Well at least Amanda wasn’t awkward. Christian definitely was. But they got to catch up!

•Anytime that Angel did not spend on the dance floor they were perched directly on David’s lap

•David had to suffer more hugs in a few hours than he had in the past few years

Also please share other ideas!! I love thinking about it <33

[indigo-greer-collins]

Do you have any personal Shaw pack headcanons? Or just- any in general you’d like to share??

OOH YEAH I DO

- david hates most sodas because of the carbonation, if he ever drinks them, he like makes them flat lmao

- angel has a really really big phobia of rats

- milo has a slight gap tooth

- sweetheart snorts when they laugh (they hate it)

- when ash is feeling non verbal, he’ll shift and cuddle up with baabe

- baabe is a bit of a comic book nerd and stims a bunch whenever they get to talk about their fav superheroes

- sam (he counts right?) has a photo of him and his grandmother in his wallet

- darlin knows sign language and communicates with some of the others in it when they get overstimulated

- christian absolutely hates cheese (no foundation for this one)

- amanda did a few modelling jobs when she was a kid that her friends sometimes tease her about

- arden pretends she isn’t but gets extremely competitive when it comes to board games

- gabe was actually a lot more reckless in his younger years and saw a lot of himself in darlin before he died

(sorry anon i have no idea if you wanted this many)

[heartf0ul]

RAWW I HAVE MORE

Genders for pussys /j

I have one more I can’t fit in :(((

[us3rnam3-r3dact3d]

the world (it burns through me)

Chapter 13: Darlin’

Ao3 | 3.3k words | Darlin’s POV

Milo has a bad feeling. Engine One is docked for New Years. Angel throws together a party. Darlin’ and Sam ring in the new year. Sam opens up.

TW: descriptions of injury, discussions of amputation, discussions of car accidents, discussion of a toxic relationship, discussion of injuries, discussions of past sexual encounters.

Milo came out of the whole affair with a concussion and three broken ribs. After of such a close call, it wasn’t that bad of a shake. You had seen worse in your time with the 10-19. You’d had worse yourself. You’d all been on scene when Asher’s father had been pinned in a similar fashion during a house fire. That particular incident led to the amputation of his left leg and his early retirement.

Everybody seemed to carry the weight of how bad it could have been around on their shoulders. Asher had a haunted look about him whenever conversation lulled, his cheery disposition disappearing from his features as soon as he was no longer focused entirely on it. He tagged along to pick Milo up from the hospital, and he hovered like a mother hen while Milo carried out his Department mandated desk duty shifts.

Christian filled in Milo’s spot on Engine One, and his nervous energy could have fueled a small town. He jittered about the rig and station, seeming as though he was aching to do something, to help, but unsure how. David kept him moving, gave him busy work that you knew he would usually groan about, put him on hoses on calls, didn’t give him a moment of down time on the job to manifest that anxiety into something dangerous.

David stopped having Asher run scenes. He took over as I.C. on every call, put himself back in control. He stalked around the station on and off shift, body tense, posture strained. He stared down the entrance to the bunk room at night, Little Shaw curled against his chest, like he was waiting for it to burst open under heat or flames or heavy boots. He had stopped sleeping.

You interrogated Milo as soon as it was appropriate in regards to the mystery vic on the charlie wall. He looked rough, even scrubbed down from the soot that had clung to his skin in the hospital, even made up perfectly in his uniform. He had been back on the job for three days, most of that time spent on one of the lounge’s plush couches running expense reports you both knew David had already looked over and approved. A blotchy, dark purple bruise had bloomed across his right temple, swelling around the three, neat stitches that held he delicate skin together. He moved slowly, tenderly, and you knew from experience that every shift and jerk hurt like all hell.

“He was tall.” Milo mused, rubbing at his eyes. “Near as tall as you. I couldn’t make out details through the smoke, but he was on his feet. Don’t know how, and I don’t know why the fuck he hadn’t tried to get out yet.”

“Some people freeze.” You offered, perched on the ottoman next to his seat on the couch. You didn’t dare to sit next to him, to risk him moving in any way that would hurt him. “Shock and all of that.”

“Yeah…” Milo relented, but his face was still screwed up, unconvinced.

“What is it?” You asked. Milo had a way with people, an understanding of those around him that you and your very shitty judgement couldn’t touch. Milo knew before anybody else when a new boyfriend was secretly an asshole, when somebody on a call was going to freak out, when a disagreement was about to devolve into an all out fight. It was like he could smell it on the air. If he thought something was fishy with that vic, even from the split second look he got at him, you trusted that feeling implicitly.

“Something felt off.” Milo shrugged, wincing a moment later. “I don’t know what but… Jesus, something about him made me… shiver.” You met his eye steadily, waited for him to go on. When he didn’t, you nodded and stood.

“Thanks.” You murmured. You had more questions than you had before the conversation.

The week between Christmas and New Years always felt strange and liminal. It was packed with calls. You figured it had something to do with the cold and dark. People went a little crazy when the sun went down at six and the temperature refused to let up. California was pretty temperate most of the year, but this stretch was the worst of it. Fights brewed when people couldn’t escape their home or families for fear of the cold. People didn’t know how to drive when the roads went slick and icy in the early mornings.

By some miracle or the grace of whichever god kept an eye out for first responders, Engine One docked at eleven-forty-five on New Years Eve and the lines went quiet. Usually, dispatch kept buzzing through holidays with little care. Emergencies had no sense of decorum, and they didn’t just stop so you could ring in a new year. You were fairly certain that you’d spent every New Year between eighteen and twenty-five pulling people from mangled cars, pounding CPR into crumbling chests, putting out fires in dormant office buildings. You’d spent the last two alone.

Ash clapped his hand across your shoulder as he swung down from the rig, a smile spread across his face. Christian jogged after him, his voice high and whining. You watched as they raced to the lounge, stopping only long enough to drop their turnouts.

“Fucking kids.” You grumbled. David snorted over your shoulder as he ran through the docking checklist quickly.

“Go eat something, please.” He said. You thought about snapping back, something sharp about him mothering you. You decided against it. You hopped down and dropped your turnouts, set them up carefully on the ground beside the rig just in case you had to get back into them quickly.

The lounge was lit up and loud, voices intermingling and bouncing across the cozy space. You stepped in, ran your eyes across the room. The big screen tv had the ball drop in Times Square blaring. Ryan Seacrest was interviewing some cookie cutter pop star you couldn’t name with a gun to your head. Little Shaw was in the center of a group of firefighters, passing out disposable champagne flutes full of something sparkling. It certainly wasn’t alcoholic, since Milo was sat on the couch nearby with a glass in hand, smiling as his partner gingerly sat next to him, a hand on his thigh, sharp eyes scrutinizing his features for any pain. Asher was hanging over Amanda, singing Aud Lang Syne at the top of his lungs. Vincent was in the corner with his pretty partner, whispering something in their ear that made them blush. They whacked him in the chest, laughing high and light, head tossed back.

Anxiety bloomed in your chest. It was a small gathering, an intimate one. You felt your rough edges grind strangely against the full room. The prey animal in your chest ached to turn tail, to retreat.

Little Shaw grinned, wide and bright as you stepped in. They raced across the room to you, a flute sploshing dangerously in their hand as they held it out to you.

“Trouble!” They laughed, toasting you with their own flute as they bounced on their toes in front of you. “Happy New Year!”

You smiled, clutched the glass to your chest as they smiled up at you.

“Happy New Year.” You replied. “You trying to get me drunk?”

“Oh yeah,” Little Shaw replied, face suddenly serious, “I’m being very irresponsible with Dahlia’s firefighters.”

“Did you plan all of this?” You asked, taking a look around the room. Most of the 10-19 was present and quite a few of their partners were trickling in as midnight ticked closer. You watched as Asher fished his phone from his pocket, his face lighting up as he picked up a call. He bounced on his toes, tugging Amanda along with him as he spoke animatedly to whoever was on the other end.

“More like… threw it together.” Little Shaw said, surveying the room. “I thought it would just be me and Milo here at midnight so we were gonna have some sparkling grape juice and call it a night. But when we heard over the radio that you guys were heading back in…” they shrugged like it was nothing, but you could see how pleased they were with their own work.

“How’d you get everybody here so fast?”

“I have my ways.”

You watched as their face melted when David stepped into the lounge. Their conversation with you forgotten, Little Shaw pulled David down into an unabashed kiss. He grumbled softly into their lips, but one of his hands fell to their waist as the other steadied the champagne flute they were swinging around like it was empty. David had never been one for PDA, but you watched as he chased their lips when they pulled away.

“Angel,” he breathed into them, relief spreading across his features as he got a good look at them, as though he’d been afraid something would happen while he was gone, “it’s not midnight yet. You’re cheating.”

“Oh, he’s got jokes now?” Little Shaw giggled as they leaned into the hand on their waist, trusting that he would hold their weight.

“You’ve got a bad sense of humor if you think that’s a joke.”

You turned away as Little Shaw basked in David’s arms, uncomfortable with the intimacy, warm inside at the idea of David sounding so fucking happy.

You retreated, stepped out of the lounge and into the quiet of the hall outside. You walked away from the noise until all you could hear was the gentle impressions of voices through the walls. You breathed out as you entered the kitchen, alone.

Alone except for Sam, who was leaning against the counter, staring down at his hands where they were planted on the speckled granite. He looked tired, wrung dry. He had a pair of glasses perched on his nose. You didn’t know he needed them.

You didn’t know a thing about him, really.

“Don’t like parties?” You asked. Sam jumped, looked up at you, surprised. He let out a shaky breath. “Sorry.” You said softly, lowering your voice. “Didn’t meant to-”

“No,” Sam shook his head, an unsure smile breaking out across his features, “no, you’re fine. I’m… yeah. I’m not the biggest fan of parties.”

“Me either.” You supplied, setting down your grape juice and leaning against the counter next to him. “It’s hard to get a good buzz going around those losers.”

“They ain’t so bad.” Sam snorted, nudging you with his elbow. He rested back against the counter, one palm spread right next to your hip, his pinky brushing against you. He was close enough that you could smell his woody cologne. You could smother yourself in that scent. “And you ain’t so bad yourself.”

You could hear chanting from the lounge, muffled and indiscernible.

“What, you like me or something?” You asked, smile pulling on the scar through your top lip. Sam laughed softly, his face flushing. God, you loved it when he blushed, as subtle as it was against his skin. You looked away. You couldn’t take it when he looked like that, smiling and blushing and unburdened. It was like staring directly into the fucking sun. One strong, calloused hand met your cheek and turned your gaze back to meet his. Those fucking brown eyes. You could drown in them.

“Darlin’,” he drawled, his voice deep and edged with something hot, something dangerous, “if I liked you, you would know it.”

“Oh yeah?” You snorted. You tried to look away, but he wouldn’t let you. You could break away if you wanted to. His touch was light and gentle, just barely firm enough to direct your movement. You shuddered under his control, but didn’t pull away. “How?”

Sam considered you for a moment, his lips quirking at the corners. You watched your own face, bright red and barring all, reflected in his fancy glasses. Cheers broke out in the distance, echoes of Happy New Year bouncing through the otherwise deserted house.

His head bobbed towards yours, lips a breath away. He hesitated, just a moment, just long enough for you to protest if you wanted to. And then he was kissing you.

Warmth blossomed in your chest, squeezing out your breath until your stomach burned. It was a chaste press of lips against yours, plump and soft, before Sam pulled back, his hand still cradling your face gently. Nobody had ever touched you like that before. You didn’t know what to do with that, with him, with his soft caresses and innocent kisses.

You chased him instead, threaded your fingers into the collar of his uniform shirt and pulled him back to you. You were stronger than him, and you pulled him towards you until he had to brace himself against the counter, a hand on either side of you, his hips pressing against yours.

This you were familiar with. His body bucked into yours, his want painted across his every movement. The next time your lips met, it was all tongue and teeth and unfettered need. It had been months since anybody had fucked you.

It had been Quinn. That was only a few days before-

You planted a hand against Sam’s shoulder and pushed him back, not hard enough to fully separate you, just enough to slow him down. He let out an unsteady breath as his shaking right hand landed on your hip.

“I’m sorry-” he sighed, his head dipping low.

“No, I-”

“I need-”

“Sam, I can’t-”

“I just need to take it slow.” He let it all out in a tumble, his words tripping over each other. His accent drawled more dramatically than you were used to. You let out a soft laugh, flexed your hand against his chest. “I’m sorry.” He said again.

“No.” You shook your head, dipping it so your foreheads rested against each other. “Don’t say that. I… me too.”

You were quiet for a moment, tangled together against the counter, breathing the same air in an uneven cycle.

“Come on,” Sam pulled back but his hands lingered on you, moved you with him. “Let’s… let’s go sit down somewhere.”

You let him guide you, pull you along as he made for the bunk room. It was usually full at this time of night, but the lights were off and the beds were empty. Sam led you to one, your hand in his, and sat on the edge of it. He closed his eyes as you settled next to him. That weariness had settled back into him, lining his face with exhaustion.

“I wanna tell you something.” He said. “Why… why I need to take this slow.”

“Sam,” you soothed, your hand tightening around his, “you don’t have to. You don’t owe me anything.” You didn’t want Sam to expose the vulnerable parts of him, peel back his skin and show you his beating heart. Not out of some sense of obligation or equity.

“I know more about your past than I rightly should.” Sam shrugged. “And… I want to. I want you to know.”

His eyes met yours, warm and dark and sure. You held them until that certainty bled into you.

“Okay.” You breathed into the quiet. Sam looked away before he started talking, closed his eyes, like he couldn’t face you when he said it.

“I was a doctor.” Sam said eventually. “A surgical resident at Dahlia General. I was in my fourth year, so I had one more to go before I could get hired on as an attending. I was pulling all nighters, running myself into the ground. It was part of the culture.”

You nodded, scooted closer to him, pressing your sides together.

“I was dating the daughter of the chief of surgery. She’s a cardio thoracic surgeon. Her first year as an attending was my first year as an intern. She… took an interest in me, and not as a student. She was… well, Alexis is intense. She was… more into it than I was. And I’m not the type to lead people on.” He shook his head. “We went to dinner. I broke the news to her. I did it in a public place so she wouldn’t… Yeah.” He smiled a humorless, empty smile. “But I had picked her up, so I had to take her back home too. She was laying into me on the drive. And I hadn’t slept in days. I was… I shouldn't have been driving.”

You could see the weight as it fell on his shoulders, as he shouldered the blame before he could even lay it out in front of you.

“I drifted into the other lane, nearly hit somebody head on. I jerked the wheel, and drove us off the road. We hit a tree. It was… it was a bad crash.”

You blinked away visions of a dark, siren bathed road, of Gabe Shaw’s truck twisted into a ball around his broken body. Sam’s voice took on a cracking, emotional edge. You were terrified that he would cry.

“There was a piece of the car in me,” he hovered his hand over his side, “the seatbelt had broken my collarbone. My hand went through the dashboard. I was in bad shape. Alexis… she moved me. I don’t know what the fuck she was thinking, she’s a doctor and a damn good one. But… she was in shock. She pulled me outta the car, took the shrapnel out of my side. I bled a lot more than I should have.”

You snaked an arm around his middle as he sniffled, pressed his face into your shoulder. He tugged his glasses off and sighed into you, let his weight go. You held him up effortlessly.

“I don’t care about the scar.” He said. “I don’t care about the car or any of that shit… but my hand…” He held his right hand out, and you watched, with patient eyes, as his long fingers trembled. You took it gently in your own and traced your fingers over the concave lines of scars. You’d never noticed them before, but they seemed impossible to miss now. “I’ve got some nerve damage. Can’t feel nothing under the scar tissue. My doctors don’t know if the tremor is neuromuscular or if Alexis fucked something in my central nervous system… either way, there’s nothing to do about it now. I’m likely to have a shake for the rest of my life.”

“So you can’t…”

“I can’t be a surgeon.” He nodded. “Nobody wants shaky hands messing around in their guts.”

You were quiet for a long moment.

“What kind of surgeon were you gonna be?”

Sam ducked his head, let out a quiet puff of air, almost like a laugh, but hollow.

“A trauma surgeon.” He replied. “I could have fixed myself.” He looked up. His eyes were watery. “If I’d had a scalpel and an OR and some good drugs, I could have fixed every bit of damage that wreck did to me. And I wouldn’t have left such a big scar.”

“You were good.” You replied.

“I was good.”

You stayed like that for a long while, curled together in the quiet and dark. You let every tremor that ran across Sam’s nerves echo through your own fingers, up your arm. You held him as he fought tears, pretended you didn’t hear him sniffle.

And then the bell rang, ear splitting in the silence. The code called over the intercom; fire and medical. You sighed as Sam untangled himself from you. His hand lingered in yours for just a moment.

He leaned in to kiss you again, softer, slower. Fireworks broke out in your chest again.

“Happy New Year, Sammy.” You breathed, your lips against his. You felt it when he smiled.

“Happy New Year, Darlin’.”

[lycheefruitcup]

SHAW PACK PICTURES

Teen edition!

Late night 7-11 run!

(Darlin, ash, David, Amanda, with Milo who took the picture)

Weekend skateboarding w/ the boysss

(Milo, Christian (one on top), ash, David, with Gabe taking the picture)

Pack road trip!!

(Darlin, ash, David, Milo, Amanda, with frank and Gabe taking the picture)

School day

(Milo, Amanda, ash, Christian, darlin, with David taking the picture)

Pack sleepover at the shaws

(Ash, Milo, with darlin taking the picture)

Group selfie

(David, ash, Milo)

Shopping trip

(Milo, ash, with David and darlin taking the picture)

[arrowfleur]

That trend where all the grandkids show up to their grandmas house for a sleepover but it’s the shaw pack going to Marie’s

[redacted-vibes]

Asher @ Amanda

[moronkyne]

Some shifter headcanons that are a hell of a lot more accurate to how I see them, and Sweetheart <3

[deezbignutz]

Silly little quote I scooped up from redacted audios fanfics on ao3 that I found on my desktop :)))

Special shoutout to these tags I found on some fics:

Thank you for coming to my TedTalk

[poedays]

Do you think Marie sees herself in Amanda and wishes that she broke up with her Christian instead of pushing through?

[raruthebok]

Do yall think Amanda ever kissed girls

[grilledcheezy92]

AU where the shifters are elegetics instead:

David: Fire Elemental (LOOK. I know, I know this is cliche considering all the parallels between him and Damien especially re: Imperium but have you considered this man could be nothing else?)

Asher: Electro Energetic (the way he talks about how his core lights up when he calls Baaabe his mate)

Milo: Graviton Energetic (I can't currently be coherent as to why especially with how little we know about Energetics in general but, uh. Yeah)

Darlin: Earth Elemental (Surface Pressure from Encanto, I rest my case)

Christian: Water Elemental

Amanda: Air Elemental

[aurorialwolf]

REDACTED CHARACTERS AS CARS PART 3

Same stuff as the last two posts applies, tldr they wouldnt drive these necessarily these are just the cars i think they are

Elliott - Any car with this wrap. He would also totally drive this.

Avior - BMW i8 (I literally looked up "professor's car" and scrolled until i found a kind of cool one)

Guy - Pizza delivery car with a built-in oven (except w/ max's pizza on it instead of dominos)

Aaron - Sinister '69 Mustang Boss 600 (need I explain more?)

Geordi - Z31 Nissan 300ZX (because it looks sad :c )

Anton - Chevrolet Explorer Conversion Van (he is one of two characters that ive missed any audios from, but from the audio that i did listen to, he gives these vibes)

Blake - Toyota TRD Pro Series 4Runner (because, especially from the front, it looks angry)

Ivan - White van, need I explain?

Camelopardalis - Light Green Volkswagen Beetle (because it looks nice and calming and idk it just fits!!)

Brachium - McLaren 570 GT MSO Black (because it matches brachiums previous themes,, and it looks cool)

William - Penny-farthing. (I think plum gave me this idea?? sry if im wrong)

William's MODERN car, though: Bentley Flying Spur (although probably in red or black)

Gregory Keaton - 2024 Toyota Corolla (it's the first new car hes gotten in 15 years and his old one was a Jeep or perhaps a van if he was the one driving the pack around)

Ansel (from the Keaton pack, yes im sorry im not doing the rest of the keaton pack today) - Unmarked detective vehicle, Ford Crown Vic

Amanda - 2021 Kia Telluride (it's sensible, strong, and like. it gives her vibes im so sorry that i cant elaborate more on this. also i can easily imagine the visualizations of amanda that ive seen driving this car)

Christian - 2019 Honda Insight (he found it on a car advice article. idk why he just gives the vibes of a guy that looked up what car to buy for best social merit or best value)

Fred - BMW M3 E90 (just like. imagine him picking up Bright for a night out once they're all settled as vamps. it just feels like his vibes and its hard to explain)

Bright Eyes - Honda CBR650R 2023 (they would have this. adrenaline junkie vibes especially after becoming a vampire, also Fred is always worried when they go out on this)

Tagging folks who seemed interested (did i just remember i used to have a taglist. yes): @nevaroonie @vind3miat0r (sry for the tag but fred and bright are here so,,)

[galaxyg1204]

Moodboards of other characters I've made

[themonotonysyndrome]

Shaw Pack headcanons, except it's actually involved the rest of the Wolves

Because they deserve the love & spotlight too and I'm tired of seeing headcanons just about the cash cows 😤

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Brooker

Surname: Montrose

Freestyle with acoustic guitars like a pro, though he only feels comfortable playing either in private or around those closest to him.

Always get confused by outsiders with Brooks. He took it in stride.

Nearly choked on golden mushrooms once and was saved by Christian and Linda. They never let him forget it.

After the Inversion, he continues working with Shaw Security to keep an eye on Miguel and ensure he's ok.)

Is romantically seeing a Misery Demon after his grief attracted him. At first, they made a deal: He allowed the Demon to feed from him and in return, the Demon taught him a healthy coping mechanism and introduced him to several therapists. They got closer after that.

Once it's official, he brings his new boyfriend over during Thanksgiving and introduces him to Christian and a few others, although not the entire Pack.

He's one of the wolves that bullied Milo and thinks that Asher is unsuited to be Beta. But after seeing Asher gift Christian the watch and them slowly mending bridges and how the Inversion went down, he became the second one to step forward, apologised to Milo, and accept Asher as Beta.

Has no idea what Darlin's issues are. He tried reaching out to Darlin' when they were teenagers, only to be rebuffed constantly. Getting the message, he left them well alone. He still does so after learning about the whole Quinn thing, not wanting to be involved in their dangerous drama.

Leshaun

Surname: Vance

Has a raspy, sexy growly voice whenever he speaks or sings! (Think Steven Rodriguez) If Brooker plays the guitar, expect him to sing on the fly.

Linda wants him and Brooker to perform during her wedding.

Aro-Ace, though, gives the best love advice.

Always consult with Christian first about anything that might involve the Pack before going to David because he sees him more as an Alpha first than a friend.

Instead of dipping hot French fries into his vanilla sundae, he dumps them all into the bowl of ice cream and eats them with a fork.

A damn good cook that can give David a run for his money.

Loves off-road dirt biking. He'll race with a shifted Linda, Arden and Kelsey sometimes.

As a teenager, he had a crush on William Solaire, and whenever his soccer practice ended late in the evening, he'd make a stop at a cafe, hoping to see him again. He grew out of it eventually.

After the Inversion, he quit working for David and took some time to heal before working with the Department.

His favourite sparring partner was Amanda, and he helped her move her stuff to South Dakota in Christian's stead.

Understand Gen Z lingo from scrolling through TikTok. Fear him.

Very much into retail therapy and tend to buy basketball shoes.

Linda

Surname: Matvienko

Her father is Ukrainian, while her mother is American. She can curse you out in both languages until your head is spinning.

Her family joined the Pack when she was a toddler.

The best tracker in the Pack, as her nose is sensitive even in human form.

Wears a small diamond bracelet that she has saved up for years. The only jewellery she has.

Has a collection of Ukrainian books that she loans to Brooks.

As a wolf, her coat is lighter in colour, and that makes it hard for her to hide and blend it. Amanda, Kelsey and Arden like to ambush her.

After the Inversion, David told Angel that she had told him she was undecided about remaining working for Shaw Security, but he suspected that she actually had; she just didn't know how to tell him.

Her confidence shakes after the Inversion until she meets someone - a visiting Old Blood who came to Dahlia for the Summit.

They met and hit it off right away.

He helped her regain her lost confidence, and she helped him recover the simple joys in life.

They eventually got engaged, and that's why she decided to leave the security gig.

She announced it in the Pack's group chat, but it was quickly drowned by Darlin's text, stating that they were bringing Sam over for the Solstice party, and then Asher and Angel started teasing them.

It's alright, though. Christian, Arden, and the other wolves close to her threw a celebration and got to know the new Vampire House.

Although she's being treated as the queen she is, she now works as a security consultant for her fiance's clan.

Their wedding would be a small one at the beach at night, attended by a few wolves and Vampires.

David only realises she's married when William makes an offhanded comment that an Old Blood constantly returns to Dahlia with a wolf spouse.

Miguel

Surname: Romero Iglesias

His family came from Argentina, and he joined the Shaw Pack when he was a pre-teen.

Can't stand the cold, so he very rarely attends the Pack's Winter Solstice party and instead treats himself to a little vacation somewhere warm. Christian keeps him informed, though.

A good marksman since he enjoys spending time at the shooting range. Has an impressive collection of guns in his locked basement. He's thinking of creating a Youtube channel about it.

Always has to recharge his social battery before attending a Pack event because he gets uncomfortable among large, noisy crowds and Asher. The Inversion was utter hell for him.

After the Inversion, David mentioned that while he's still working for Shaw Security, he's more active in the administrative field, which suits him just fine.

He and Christian were classmates together and was the first one to know that he and Amanda were sleeping together. He had hoped that they would be mates because she made him happy.

Speaking of Christian, he understands that he's painfully awkward when conveying emotions and would check him if he's becoming too much of an asshole. He feels guilty that he couldn't stop him from bullying Milo. He apologises to him, nonetheless.

Can't seem to hold a romantic relationship for more than 2 months so he has FWB outside of the Pack instead.

A homebody so his friends would hang out at his place whenever he takes leaves from work. They would watch movies and just drink beer and crash for the night.

A smooth talker when drunk.

Doesn't hate Sam but thinks he's standoffish. He would nod and greet him, but that's about it.

Brooks

Surname: Solace

He is a natural heartbreaker among men and women, though he never cheats on any of the relationships he's been with.

He has the highest body count in the Pack, lol.

Milo likes to think that he's the best-dressed wolf in the Pack, not knowing that Brooks is way ahead of the game. He just lets Milo keep the title because...

"Have you seen Milo? He's pretty proud of wearing that combo today - silver tie with red blazer. He keeps telling Asher that it's the rage among men's fashion this month. Does he know 'cause you wore it for Vogue magazine?"

"Probably not but hey, he looks adorable strutting for that Stealth. Anyway, you're coming to Paris with your Vamp this weekend, Lins?"

After the Inversion, he quit the security gig and got snapped up by an unempowered modeling agency. He's enjoying it so far.

Because of the nature of his job, he constantly travels in and out of Dahlia and often skips Pack events.

Also, he's one of the wolves that bullied Milo and thinks that Asher is unsuited to be Beta. But after seeing Asher gift Christian the watch and them slowly mending bridges and how the Inversion went down, he became the first to step forward, apologised to Milo, and accept Asher as Beta.

While he's not as close to the trio, he would often be seen with Leshaun, Brooker, Christian, and the rest whenever he's around. Always keep in touch with them and send them VIP tickets during fashion week.

A bit of a polygot as he has a habit of learning the languages of the places he visits.

Hates how Leshaun eats his fries and ice-creams and always steals them away from him whenever his back is turned.

He has the loudest howl in the Pack.

The only social media he uses is Instagram; even then, he only posts pictures of scenery.

Amanda

Surname: Remington

Enjoys watching mukbang videos whenever she eats. It helps her unwind.

Has a type and it's jerks with a heart of gold.

Parents divorced when she was 12, but before that, she always hung out at Christian & Arden's house to escape her bickering parents.

Realises that she had feelings for him after they slept together for the first time but only confesses to him after the Inversion.

Road rage whenever she drives. Do not get stuck in traffic with her.

A damn good fighter, both in human and wolf form.

Shifted during late puberty. Was very anxious about it.

Her wolf form is on the bigger side, though.

The only mobile game she plays is Tetris. She likes the repetitiveness of it.

Keeps every present that the Pack gave her. Even when the perfume bottle is empty.

After the Inversion, she stays with Christian, Arden and Kelsey as she can't stand being alone.

Her guilty pleasures are Turkish soap operas.

Once she settled in South Dakota, she entered the Unempowered workforce.

Although she attends the same school as David, Asher, and Milo, she has her own clique.

Always want to do ballroom dancing and wear pretty dresses.

Quick to anger but also quick to forgive.

After Christian tentatively tells her he's seeing Alexis, she's more worried than jealous.

Whenever she visits Dahlia, she first visits Arden, followed by Christian and then the rest of the Pack.

Kelsey

Surname: Lennox

Doesn't play video games but watches playthroughs, but only the complete playthroughs.

Her favourite Youtuber is Ironmouse.

Loves riling people up on social media. She's a bit of a troll.

One of the fastest wolves in the Pack.

Listen to metal bands and would annoyed Christian by blasting a song outside of his door before making her dramatic entrance.

Is currently seeing someone but she's not telling.

Used to do ballet but stopped after she graduated from high school.

Can't stand spicy food. Like, even the mildest of spice would have her crying.

Hardcore fan of Epic the Musical. She always dragged her friends to her place for a karaoke party. Her favourite song is 'Ruthlessness.'

After the Inversion, she did her best to care for her cousins and Amanda, burning herself out. Christian and Arden took care of her in return.

In a fight, she's the one who rushes headlong first, giving everything she has so that the worst is dealt with.

Always dressed as a popular slasher during Halloween.

She's the one you want to go clubbing with, as whenever she's on the dancefloor, everyone wants to dance with her.

Whenever Brooks steals Leshaun's fries & ice cream abomination, she buys him a new one.

First crush is Starscream from the old Transformers cartoon.

Arden

Surname: Novak

Has an insane amount of good luck. Gatcha players in the Pack always ask her to pull for them.

Has a pet tarantula for years. It used to freak Christian out until he got used to it and helped her take care of it.

First crush is Jessica Rabbit.

Had an Emo phase and will absolutely smother Christian with a pillow if he brings out the picture.

Has been in a poly relationship for 2 years now. The only people who knew about it were Christian, Amanda, Kelsey and a few Pack members.

Loves to gossip and share the tea.

Although she doesn't outwardly defend Christian, she instead trashes their belongings, and no one ever suspects a thing. Asher may or may not lost a couple of items growing up. Hey, it's her duty as the older sibling to defend her baby brother, even if he's a jerk.

However, she was severely disappointed that he had bullied Milo.

It took her a long while to warm up to the idea that Christian and Alexis were secretly dating.

Good in oil painting and takes commissions. She likes painting for her loved ones.

She always puts on performances when she does deep cleaning around the apartment with noise-cancelling headphones on.

Serial maladaptive dreamer. Expect her to walk around the apartment listening to TikTok edit songs.

A vicious and pragmatic fighter. The kind that aims straight for the jugular at the first opportunity against enemies. It's why she has the second Shades count beside David.

Can't stand wasabi and will prank Christian whenever he swaps her favourite mint ice cream with it.

She also tried befriending Darlin' when they first joined the pack but was disheartened when they ditched her for the troublemaker group at school.

Likes binge-watching classic animes like Perfect Blue and Ghost in the Shell.

Christian

Surname: Novak

Secretly a fan of K/DA. For a while, his phone's home screen has been Evelyn.

Has a sweet tooth and always has a homemade jug of Thai milk tea in his fridge.

Kelsey dared him to get a tattoo when they were in high school. He got a tiny one of a wolf's jaw but then actually liked it. Currently, his entire back is tattooed. It's one of his proudest investments.

Met Alexis 3 months after Amanda moved away. They met at a wine store, fighting for the last bottle of their favourite brand. They had a push-pull relationship but nowhere near as bad as Darlin' and Quinn despite Alexis being... Alexis. As of currently, neither of them confessed, but they're often going on sexcapades outside of Dahlia. Only the ones closest to him know about it.

After nearly losing a leg during the Inversion, he struggles with physiotherapy. Often despises using the cane to help him walk. During his treatment, he hates leaving his apartment. It's the help of Arden, Kelsey, and a few others that got him to use it.

Doesn't realise that most of the older wolves (like, a year or two) look at him and how he interacts with David, Asher and Milo and follow suit. It's why most of them started questioning too when he blatantly questioned Asher becoming a Beta.

Speaking of which, like Leshaun, they would talk to him first for advice and stuff before going to either David or Asher, as they're closer to him than the two.

Good with kids, but he pretends to grumble and complain about it. The younger cubs think it hilarious, while the teenagers count on him to get the heat off their backs and keep them away from Asher and David if they do something they aren't supposed to.

Amanda was supposed to be his proper romantic relationship, but it's turning out to be Alexis.

He and Alexis enjoy arguing, but they care about each other, too, in their own awkward way. He calms her down while she gives him a good fight whenever he's spoiling for one.

After the secret's out, Darlin' confronts him about how much Alexis hurt Sam. Christian had to hurry and drag Alexis away because she couldn't stop laughing at how pissed off they looked.

A switch in bed.

Hates horror movies with a passion and always blames Arden for traumatising him with the first Hellraiser movie when she forced him to watch it with her when they were 12.

Took a long time apologising to Milo because of his ego, pride, awkwardness and shame.

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This was fun! Here's a google doc that I compiled what I can find about the side characters. Feel free to fact check them if I missed anything. AND THANK YOU @thegoldenlittlerose FOR HELPING ME COMPILED THE INFO AND YOU TOO @moonandstarlightsposts FOR HELPING ME FLESHED OUT THE THE CHARACTERS!

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The shaw pack's wolf forms!!

This is after the inversion so they're a bit scuffed up

I didn't do Kesley because I'm not even sure if she's a shifter

I was planning on doing Bayley and Ansel but I got sick of drawing these fucking wolves

Christian and Arden look purple. They looked brown on the computer screen. Imagine that they're brown.

Also just for the record I was heavily inspired by @/nin_ei 's (on Instagram) werewolf adopts, I didn't want the wolf forms to look completely like regular wolves because that'd get repetitive and boring but also didn't want them to look like somebody's fursona so their character designs were a lot of help when figuring out fur patterns and stylized wolf anatomy!!