Novel & Cerita Avengers Fanfiction Peter Stronger Than Steve

“To kill Sylvester? What would I gain?” His jaw tightened. “Peter would have wanted to secure the will before taking a hit on him. Control the assets before eliminating the obstacle.” “No,” I said. “I don’t know Peter, but I know he respected Sylvester.” “Respected him?” Anthony repeated, genuinely surprised. “Peter is a screwed-up man in desperate need of a father figure,” I said. “He gravitates toward older men with power. Sylvester was self-made. Peter wanted him to see him as a son. Killing him wouldn’t be strategic, it would be personal. And Peter only gets personal when he feels betrayed.”

Even he and his people don't think that way about needing to be strong. 'I'm starting to think the witch really did get to him,' Liam told his werewolf. 'Yeah, I think so, too,' William agreed, his eyes now trailing over to the keys Steve dropped when Ellie ambushed him earlier, close to the bars enough for him to reach them without the Beta knowing. "Enough talk," Steve ended, prepping his claws. "You say you want to give me a beating like I did to you? You think enduring all those punches and kicks makes you strong?! You who has lost your wolf and kept Maddie's! Just wait until I-"

She thought to her self. Not to even talk of the fact that Peter was as young as ever, like the werewolves aged about two times slower than humans but from statistics and his date of birth Peter should be looking like he was in his nineties but that man she saw was young. He was also way stronger than her, and for a moment Peter made Nicole feel human once more.

‘’Girl stuff’’ Peter replied instead of me, earning a glare from both of them. My brother was good to Peter because he knew how much I liked him and trusted him. Christopher, on the other hand disliked him to the bone. Peter was stronger than Christopher but it wasn’t like his position was threatened, the beta title was inherited unless something happened, like the death of all the family or betrayal. Peter was even stronger than my brother but they tried to keep it a secret. Too many secrets were kept what’s one more right?

Power radiates from them like a force of nature, making the room feel smaller just from their presence. And then— Three sets of widened eyes lock onto mine. Something shifts in the air, something clicks into place. The word leaves all of our mouths at the same time. "Mate." "Wait, what the hell?" Nova mutters beside me. I barely hear her. I can’t move my eyes away from the three men standing in front of me, from the sheer presence they command. One of them, the one who smells like honey and sunshine, tilts his head slightly, a slow, intrigued smile curling his lips. “Well… this changes everything.”

"I probably just over-exerted my Alpha power calming you down." He chalked the strange, sharp pain up to power expenditure. He had no idea it was the first sign of our Mate Bond beginning to break. I took back the signed document. "If you're alright, I'll be going." "Wait," Rocco called out, the lingering pain in his chest shortening his temper. "Caterina, stop being so cold all the time." He drew himself up, his voice laced with an Alpha's unshakeable command. "As my Luna, you should be more considerate of your Alpha," he commanded.

he said. “You dare to touch her?” He asked, his eyes shining with anger. “The nerve of you,” he growled. His finger was clenched; I had never seen him so angry. “Oh, we had a pretty good time,” Steve's eyes moved towards me, “she is quite strong. I guess she was trained behind closed doors as she used to be a weakling.” He said.

No. Impossible. "You're lying." "Am I?" Before I could answer, power exploded around her. The void shifted. Suddenly, symbols burned beneath my feet. My body ignited with invisible heat. Pain. Power. Something ancient sleeping inside me twisted awake. I gasped. Seraphina watched calmly. "Steve and Luca cannot teach you everything." Her gaze sharpened. "Because whether you realize it or not..." She pointed directly at me. "You are already stronger than both of them."

There was no chance I’d let anyone go down on this trip, not Steve, not after everything we’d been through—Liam’s revelations, those vivid flashes of his hands all over me, us going at it fierce and urgent, his rumbles right in my ear, all tainted now by Lucy’s bullshit stories of me banging Steve smack in the middle of everything to tear me apart. Steve’s strength was fading fast, trapped beneath the rogues, their talons poised to end him. His fighters were just starting to stir, still groggy from that dark energy blast, leaving me as his only shot. My claws extended, keen and ready, and I hurled myself at the one about to strike the fatal blow, my pulse racing wild, anger and terror surgin

“But not you?” “No. I would say I kept them alive despite their incessant attempts to behave like a bunch of fucking retards.” She gave me a disapproving look. “Anyway, they sort of got the hang of it, and turned their backs on me. Probably for the best. If we do get out of here, you should be prepared for them to turn on you. Peter’s made them much stronger, so they owe him.” “You don’t have to warn me, I went through something similar. He knows how to make a tempting offer.”