RUNNING WITH WOLVES

thirty-one

six foot, five inches

two-thirty

black hair

brown eyes

 

patched : mc

warrior : pack

 

sister: simone, seleste laurenz

brother:  brick laurenz

father: bradley laurenz

mother:  suzanne laurenz

 

owner

laurenz lumber and hardware

 

divorced

braden (4), benjamin (2)

 

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awolfishride

joe manganiello

Following in the footsteps of his father had never been a question in Beren Laurenz's mind. He had been born and bred into the life, both the MC and pack life, raised in the ways and traditions until they were as seamless as any other person's more 'normal' upbringing. Denver would always be his home, the Road Wolves would always be his brothers, and the pack would always be his family. It was a family legacy he cherished and would honor, especially when it came to raising his children with the same respect and loyalty to the legacy as he had been raised with.

 

During his senior year in high school, Beren had made the choice to follow his father into the woods late one night, took the oath, made the decision to join his wolven brethren fully to join the pack and begin his probation with the Road Wolves. The rest of the year was spent adjusting to his new self and running as errand boy for the Wolves. By the time he graduated, he earned his patch and promptly followed in another family legacy, signing his life over to the United States Marine Corps and shipping out to boot camp.

 

Eight years and six deployments later, Beren decided he had put in his time and didn't renew, what he knew of his life for the past several years packed into a couple of footlockers and made the return trip home to Denver. He got his own place, used his savings to open up Laurenz Lumber & Hardware, and set in to enjoy the quiet life he had earned among his brothers and pack. When his old high school flame walked back into his life, it had seemed easy and right to pick up right where they had left off, and six months later he and Gina were married and living high. She wasn't a wolf, but he'd shared the truth about himself and his family. A trusted affiliate, she'd never become his Old Lady, nor had she wanted to when she found out the requirements to do so. She had no interest in being a part of the pack or the family, certainly not even close to enough to make that sort of decision for herself.

 

Three years and two sons later, the strain between keeping her separated from the life and pack, and needing and wanting to raise his sons with the same family legacy became too much for Gina. Beren had noticed she'd become more withdrawn, despondent even, but any time he'd tried to get her to talk, she just clammed up and withdrew from him further. He'd left her alone, figuring she needed time and space to find some kind of peace within herself; how badly he had misjudged her was more than apparent when he came home one night and smelled another man on her.

 

The marriage was over; neither one argued it. It was quiet and simple. A do-it-yourself sort of thing. Even when it came to their boys, Gina didn't put up a fight. She wanted to see them, of course, but she admitted she couldn't and didn't want to fight against him concerning the family legacy he was so adamant they be exposed to and raised within. So she got every other weekend and the occasional vacation or holiday, and Beren became the custodial, full-time parent. With his parents, his sisters, the pack .. it wasn't difficult to juggle around the boys when his schedule was cramped or otherwise engaged with pack or MC matters. He had what mattered – his pack, his boys, his club, and his business. He couldn't really ask for more than that.