Cable Parents Xmen Novels & Stories

Oberon, ever the acute observer, studied Xavier's remarks carefully, looking for the underlying message. With a pleasant smile and a kind tone, Xavier continued, "As I grew older, I began to understand that blood ties can't always be stronger than mere ambition. Power and personal wealth have become popular, but true strength resides in togetherness, and loyalty is a thing of the past." As Xavier's remarks settled in, the room fell silent, the weight of the talk hanging in the air. Xavier, unfazed by the tense environment, stated calmly, "Yes, I believe you were responsible for my parent's death."

Katie Price suddenly sneered and replied in a deep voice after seeing Yvonne Xavier talking eloquently, “You’re indeed from the line of the two families among the top ten families, the Xavier family of Wolsing and also the Smith family of Mordu. You’re certainly extraordinary, and even your imagination is much more vivid than ordinary people! “But I still have to tell you that I really don’t have the so-called evidence that you want! “As for the documents that you just produced, even if they are useful, do you think it’s enough to kill me? Let alone they are useless.

I collapse onto the sofa, my legs suddenly unable to hold me. “According to the archives, your parents, Xavier and Celeste,” Ifu begins, his voice dropping an octave, “were brilliant. Xavier was a master strategist, a visionary in the shifting of assets between the Mooncrest Coast and the Northern Dominion. My father trusted him like his own kin. They weren’t rogues, Ebu. They were the heart of our inner circle.” He glances at Knight, who nods.

Xavier shot me a look that says, ‘you turned our own mother against us’. The wrath in his face was nothing like the brother who once followed me around, calling me sister in a gentle voice. However, I knew what he was capable of. What both of them were capable of. Once, there was a Rogue who tried to abduct me, knowing that I am an Alpha’s daughter and an Alpha’s niece. Xavier was the first to see me. He easily overpowered the Rogue. Xeus took care of what remains of that Rogue. Both of them worked on him that, because of what happened, no single Rogue plagued the Blood Ruby Pack for years.

Mann raised a brow. "Of course!” Xavier lowered himself to the small sofa. “They smother him with so much love at home. The kid needs to know that the outside world isn't full of hugs and bedtime stories. There's always someone out to bring him down so I'm actually doing him a favor if you think about…” Black and white lines suddenly crackled across the monitors like static, making Xavier quickly jump to his feet with a look of alarm. “Is… is that supposed to happen? Is that normal?"

Xander grumbled vindictively. "As if you didn't do something dirty like scattering rogue groups to ravage White Moon." Xavier replied sharply. "You started it first." From his seat, Xander looked like he was about to pounce on Xavier. He growled, "If you wanted revenge, you would have burned this whole pack to the ground but you didn't do that. You didn't come for that reason alone. You came to take my daughter's mother!" Xavier smirked. "And Peony is our future Luna."

Xavier couldn’t sleep for the rest of the night. His mind was racing. He was unsettled by the mere thought of what could happen if their plan went wrong, and it was already going wrong. His strongest female warriors - his sister, Layla and his girlfriend, Rhea were angry with him. His Beta, Jimin was a little bit disappointed in him, and the only person he could turn to for advise was dead already, a second time. As much as he hated to admit it, Dan Damon was still very important to him. Yes, he was an awful dad and wasn’t the best at communicating with his children but when it came to ruthlessness, he was the best at it. In situations like this when on a normal basis, emotion would get the

“The reason he lost me?” “No,” Xavier said quickly, his voice filled with anguish. “Henry, you’re not his son. You’re not. My parents took you in because they saw you as a victim, someone who needed protection. They saved you.” “Saved me?” My voice trembled. “Or used me? Didn’t you say your parents used my powers to heal you?” Xavier’s expression faltered, his hand falling to his side. “That wasn’t their intent,” he said weakly. “You were hurt. They—”

Xienma quickened her pace, her heart pounding in her chest. As she rounded a corner, she saw him. Xavier, the Rogue King's son, stood there, his eyes locked onto hers. He was tall and lean, with a face that was both handsome and cruel. His eyes were a piercing blue, and they seemed to see right through her. Xienma felt a strange pull towards him, a connection she couldn't explain. "Xavier," she whispered, her voice barely audible. She knew who he was, but she had never seen him before. He was the son of Drax, the Rogue King, the man who had killed her parents and her pack.

Xavier seethed making Damien rolled his eyes while Sinister grinned evilly. "Your reminding me of a fox from the story 'Grapes are sour' one. When you couldn't get what you want you named it useless. Amazing way to call yourself precious when your nothing but an arrogant fool." Sinister mocked him making him curled his hand into a fist. "Sinister," Damien warned the grinning guy who held his arms up in a surrendering manner. Damien is the elder member of their circle. Then Xavier and Rafael. And the youngest among them is Sinister. Xavier and Rafael got the inheritance from their fathers as they were the only legitimate heirs.