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MAN, I like gruff, grumbly Channing Channing of the Chesterfield Channings. Besides his glorious name, he's just a big ball of simmering grumpiness who desperately needs the people and things he pushes away the hardest. Poor guy.

Fortunately for him, his alpha and pack understand him and give him space to be himself. Until, you know, he actively starts working on sabotaging his potential happiness. Then they step in and show him the error of his ways.

Faith is...well, she's an excellent foil for Channing. She's not afraid of him the way some would be and she's American enough to speak her mind in a most forthright manner (something that intrigues Channing in a big way) and she's...I dunno. I just like them together. They grump and growl and play off one another nicely.

And when Channing finds out why she's in London looking for a werewolf husband, he unflinchingly offers his support and a (broad) shoulder to cry on and I JUST LOVE THAT.

MAN, I like these werewolves and all the instinct and protocol and pack they have to deal with on a daily basis.

-Kelly @