Sgt. Donegal Wallace, U.S.M.C. (ret)
STATS:
Age: 41
Height: 6′ 4″
Weight: 225
Hair: Black
Eyes: Hazel
Hometown: Your mom’s ass
Weapons pref: Colt 1911 .45 (blued with pearl grips), AK-47, Skull-crusher with spiked pommel
Former Marine Sergeant, tactical genius wasted on nearly 20 years of alcoholic tailspin after partner Levi O’Sullivan is killed when a drunk in a Firebird rear ends his truck off a bridge, causing Levi to drown. Don goes to work for a mercenary for a short while but vanishes when ordered to kill an entire family, including children.
Lives in Northern California mountains, since, surrounded by Levi’s belongings, drinking scotch and planning suicide as the 20th anniversary of Levi’s death approaches.
When Grant crashes through Levi’s stained glass window fleeing assault, Don transforms from living ghost to protective patriarch. Military precision meets paternal instincts. Moral code: “Mercy through Justice with Love.”
Becomes pack leader through earned respect, not dominance. His tactical brilliance orchestrates everything from Grant’s healing to the McDougal assault.
Massive frame, scarred from combat and childhood abuse.
The resurrection of a broken warrior through love.