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jaredWINTERS

three-thirty-four

six foot, three inches

two-fifteen

dark brown hair

blue-gray eyes

 

patched : mc

warrior : pack

 

 

father: locar adams (d)

mother:  mary adams (d)

 

owner

titan's pool hall

 

widower

no children

 

matt

biteofthewoif

jonathan rhys meyer

Jared Winters wasn't his real name. It had been far too long since he has even heard his true name spoken. It matters little though. The one he has now; was the name he's decided to take for these few decades. Jared Winters was a nomad. A wanderer. He had started his life in Europe almost three hundred and thirty five years ago. His father and mother were werewolves. Part of a Pack that could trace it routes back to the original wolves. It was a history that couldn't be ignored. Jared was bitten and changed when he was a very young. It wasn't long after that when a Warlord in command of savages and barbarians came down from the mountains and attacked their villages and people. Their warriors including Jared's father fought valiantly but were butchered in the battle. The villages were burned. The women and children where taken into slavery or worse.

 

He alone survived. His father had trained him to be a hunter. A survivor. He went up into the mountains to try and find his mother and sisters but all he found was death. He murdered the Warlord and his family for taking his own. He buried what remained of his family and left the region never to look back. Never to return. He wandered through the centuries having only come across others like him from time to time. Near the turn of the 20th century he came to the Americas. He moved from one end of the country to the next every few decades. 

 

He fell in love with motorcycles in the 1930s when he purchased a panhead fresh off the line. That's when Jared Winters became an Outlaw. In 1950 he joined the Hell's Angels on the east coast. He remained with the Outlaws for nearly thirty years before he disappeared again traveling down south. He always returned to the Hell's Angels after several passing decades. Back to his brothers. His only true family left.

 

It wasn't until the Road Wolves Outlaw Motorcycle Club needed assistance from a chapter of the Hell's Angels. Gerard Hardy was the President of that Club. That's when Jared Winter's found out that the Club was a front for a werewolf Pack. One of the strongest. Jared and Alpha hit it off well and Jared dropped his Hell's Angel kutte and joined the Road Wolves. He joined the Pack. Now he finally has a home again. One that he didn't need to leave.

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