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Pastor Thaddeus Monday was a loner werewolf that moved into the London Pack's territory in 1895. He was an American, as well as an Alpha. He styles himself as a religious leader promoting worship of werewolves.

Appearance[]

Thaddeus Monday could be considered handsome. He had thin lips that never stopped moving with his never-ending speaking. He was described as strapping with a square jaw. He had a big voice and a big presence. His teeth were noticeably square, and when he spoke his gums showed prominently.

History[]

Thaddeus Monday came to Greenwich in the winter of 1895 and started a supernatural worshiping cult (the Following of the Beast). He was given the option to leave England or fight an Alpha Challenge against Biffy. He challenged and died in the attempt.

In the Books[]

Romancing the Werewolf[]

Thaddeus Monday is the preacher of a cult that worships supernatural creatures. His followers didn't realize he was a loner werewolf using his alpha abilities on them to get them to abandon their children at the doorstep of the London Pack in his way of challenging for Alpha. When he was discovered by the pack, Biffy accepted Thaddeus's Alpha Challenge and won-the challenge ending in death.

Trivia[]

  • Thaddeus Monday used the overwhelming scent of vinegar to hide his scent from the nearby pack.[1]

Quotes[]

  • "The man – he had to assume he was the preacher, nothing less than abject devotion to the almighty could lead anyone to neglect his attire like that – reeked of vinegar, so much so that it brought tears to Lyall’s eyes." (Romancing the Werewolf, Chapter Seven)
  • "He had a big voice and big presence. Not ill formed, possibly even handsome, except that his mouth never stopped moving and his teeth were very... square. His lips were thin, and in speaking, he exposed a great deal of his gums. He was strapping, in cricket-playing kind of way, with a square jaw." (Romancing the Werewolf, Chapter Seven)
  • "He looked like a creature from the Dark Ages. No intelligence was there, only instinct and rage." (Romancing the Werewolf, Chapter Eight)

References[]

  1. Romancing the Werewolf, Chapter Seven: If Offerings Were Babies
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