TW: Just proceed with caution; violence against pregnant woman

Name: Harvard Couture

Nickname: Harv, Harver, H

Age: 27 (has always looked older than he is)

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Species: Werewolf (Cursed)

Looks:

(Facelaim: Jens de Fries - @jensdefries on Insta for BEFORE; various artists for AFTER
Still can't find art that really represents my vision, will update when I do; he's not yet so grotesque, though his wolf form is more demonic looking)
He was 6'5, is now 6'8

(his wolf is MASSIVE)

Personality: Harvard has always been complicated, but now he is fairly simple - he is Cursed. Before the Curse occured, he was a brash, cruel, aggressive werewolf, with a fierce protection of his twin brother. He was cunning, he was brutal, he was violent. He was a bomb constantly on the verge of exploding. Even when alone with his brother, he was still always on edge, but his twin had a way of soothing him that no one else possessed. He was known for his brutality, but he did have some friends and close relations, even with his aggressive treatment - verbal and physical - of them. He wasn't liked by really anyone, save for a select few, but even then people tended to try and stay on his good side over his bad side. Those whom he tolerated only ever got snarls, growls, or grunts of acknowledgement. Those whom he hated or disliked got that, but also bruises, blood, and a broken and injured body. Those he liked also got snarls, growls, and grunts, but also would be properly spoken to, and affectionately (as it was thought of) bruised and battered. On the rare occasion he laughed, he tended to hit the one who made him laugh hard on the back or thigh; if he hugged they were always squeezes, his partners were handled roughly but not abused. Now none of this seems particularly complicated, but his complexities lied in his soul - he was gentle once, even kind, though never nice. He was an artist, he was lovable, he was soft for those he loved. His brother got to see that softness, but hardly anyone else did. Harvard's heart is fragile, it's sensitive. He is quite emotional and easily hurt with words, only that manifests in the aggression the world sees of him. He used to cry himself to sleep constantly, and he suffered from sleep paralysis, depression, and Borderline Personality Disorder. He had deep lows and lots of self-hatred. Now, though he technically still suffers, he seems to only have one state of being and that is angry, which dissolves into aggression. He is able to be tempered, but those cases only happen under specific circumstances. He's driven by his anger and his instincts.

Likes:
Before: his brother, being obeyed, his partner(s), beer, art, music, writing
Now: blood, pain

Dislikes:
Before: disrespect, other beings (with exceptions), pretty much everything and everyone
Now: still pretty much everything and everyone

Powers: shifts into a wolf (looks above); heightened strength, speed, senses, durability, and reflexes in human form
he's very weak to silver and wolfsbane but other than that he no longer feels pain (really, he feels extreme pain, but it seems like he doesn't)

Backstory: Harvard is the younger twin brother to Princeton Couture. He is younger by two hours. Despite this, he was the Heir of the pack, taking over when he was only 17 years old, making him the Alpha of Forest Grove. His pack was mainly kept in line, if only because they were terrified of him. He grew up and at this point had already cultivated himself into the cruel, brutal, violent, explosive werewolf he was known as. When they were little, however, he was better. Princeton was always smaller and weaker than him - significantly so - and as such was constantly bullied and harrassed and harmed because of it. Harvard became his self-appointed protector and he did unto Princeton's bullies ten times worse than they did unto Princeton. This warped his wolf, even then, into something that was constantly on edge, constantly seeking a fight. This further warped and as Harvard aged, he got worse and worse and worse. However, he was still appointed Heir when he was 17, which enraged Harvard. Not because he didn't want to be Alpha, but because his mother was stripping Princeton of his birthright. They got into a huge fight and Harvard got exactly what he didn't want by the end of it - a dead mother and the title of Alpha. He really had no choice, the power flowing into him regardless upon her death. That was the start of his descent. He stood over his mother; he blank and empty and cold as he stared at her, at the blood seeping from her neck and her abdoment, her guts spilled out of her body, throat torn open by his own teeth. He was numb, grief and regret and despair rooting him to the spot. Some thought he was staring at her in victorious conquest, but no. No. He hadn't meant to do any of that. But she'd insulted Princeton, called him a "weak, pathetic, broken thing who should've died when he was born, like he was meant to." After that, Harvard blacked out and came to consciousness again just as his teeth were ripping into her throat, claws ripping open her stomach. When he finally moved, he turned to see that Princeton was the only one still there, staring at him with wide eyes, tears streaming silently down his face, hands covering his mouth. The brothers just stared at one another, before Princeton ran at Harvard and pulled him into a hug. Together the twins slowly fell to the floor, sobbing next to their mother. Their lives changed forever after that. Harvard grew more aggressive, more volatile. He blacked out more often as his wolf took control. He hurt more people, killed his own wolves for the smallest of slights. Each night he cried himself to sleep, paralyzed in his sleep, his own wolf manifesting as his sleep paralysis demon, looming over him each night. Harvard was slowly losing his mind, Princeton soon becoming one of the only ones who could truly temper him, anchor him, and gentle him. But Harvard reached the status of Cursed when he killed his true - unmarked - mate, who was pregnant with his twins, who was named Alice. She insulted Princeton, in a moment she would have regretted had she lived. She didn't even truly mean what she said, but she was tired, exhausted, and angry with Harvard. She'd said that she hoped their twins didn't end up like Princeton, weak and powerless and pathetic. But then she'd followed that up with, "You know what, maybe I do. If they did you might actually pay attention to them, to me! But nooooo, your broken 'big brother' takes the cake!" Those were the last words she'd ever said. That night, she was torn apart, but some instinct inside him kept the twins safe. Born from their mother's corpse, they were born weak and small, too early. Princeton walked into the house to see Harvard snuffling the brutalized body of his mate, wolf big, monstrous and changed. Harvard had snarled at Princeton then fled through the back door, smashing through it. It was Princeton who got the pack doctor there in time to save the twins. That was a year ago now. The twins, two boys that Princeton named Harvard (Junior) and Ellis (named for Alice). In Harvard's rampage after that moment, he killed 90% of his already small pack, tearing them apart - women, children, men, it didn't matter. Even now, Harvard technically still holds the Alpha power of his demolished pack. He is, technically, still Alpha. Only 20 of the initial 200 Forest Grove wolves survived. They are technically still an established pack, but they are now scattered across the nation, fleeing from Harvard. Harvard still roams, sometimes in the shape of a man, sometimes in his wolf form. He is reachable when in his 'human' form. Still, only Princeton has the ability to temper, gentle, and relax him, though not always. Harvard is led purely by instinct, and it took a while for anyone to figure out that he is hunting down the remainder of his pack - at least, that's the theory. Only, he never goes after Princeton or his twins. And he never strays far from them, either, always within a 20 mile radius of them at any given point. He is far less animal than people believe him to be, still able to talk when he chooses too. In the past year, he has kept killing, only now it is people he comes across rather than his pack members. In some cases, he has killed women just because they look like Alice. In other cases, he spares women because they look like Alice. Though his victims are people of all ages and genders, with no discerned pattern beyond the fact they got in his way. When in his human form, he is lucid enough of his attraction that he still follows through on his desires, taking on partners and hookups here and there.

Other: Princeton is raising his twins, Junior and Ellis, who barely survived the first few months of their life; Ellis is bigger and stronger than Junior, Harvard's twins following after him and Princeton in a cruel twist of fate
He is technically still the Alpha
He is abstractly hunting down his former pack members, but he also follows Princeton and the twins, so if they happen to go in a direction that contradicts his hunt, he will follow them
He has another son on the way, one who will be born either Cursed or half-Cursed
He has yet to be captured, but he's been taking more risks lately
He was named after the school Harvard because his mother - despite being an Alpha - got her law degree at Harvard
His dad was a werewolf from the Allegheny pack, whom his mother chose specifically because of the wolf sizes of Allegheny; Harvard inherited a large wolf. His father was sent back to Allegheny (dumped) as soon as their mother knew that he and Princeton would survive to birth.
His mother only cared about power and strength. She was never outright cruel, and the twins still loved her, but growing up with her was extremely difficult and hard