Chris X Wesker Novels & Stories

Chris said. "So what are you?" Rose asked him again. "I am a supernatural. Werewolf to be precise." He told. "That's amazing! Werewolves are adorable." Rose said. Chris chuckled hearing her. "So, I assume your boyfriend is a werewolf too?" Rose asked. Chris nodded. "You are right. He is a werewolf too." He told. "Are you marked?" Rose asked excited. "I am." "Can you show your mark to me?" Rose wanted to see his mark.

He is with his son, Xavier, his daughter, Irene and some other vampires. This isn't their first time coming here. They introduced themselves on one occasion. “We told you to leave and never come back. What's so hard to understand?” Chris says, obviously pissed. “Take it easy,” He says, and takes a step forward. “Back off,” I say, and stand face to face with him. I can feel my canines elongating. “You know you could have been a better alpha,” He says, with an evil smile. I don't like him.

Tristan: Chris's body, at least what the infected wolves didn't chew off, is sitting against one of the walls of the ranger station. His chest is ripped open and so is his head. His left arm is missing and both his legs are nothing but bones. "Holy shit," Bailey says when she sees Chris's body herself. "The wolves really went crazy on Chris." "Poor bastard," Rebecca says. "That's not right," I say. "Yeah," Bailey goes on. "That's not right. I hope Chris was at least dead before they dug into him."

Chris ordered without blinking “Zeriya will deal with the funds for the aftermath.” The complacent smile on the older man’s face changed as he spat out a mouthful of blood. He held his chest as he looked at Chris in shock. He tried to raise his hand to draw a hand seal but found that he couldn’t move his hands. He clenched his jaw before spitting out another mouthful of blood and looking resentfully towards Chris as he questioned “Why??” Night Wing and the rest of Chris’s men appeared before Chris could answer. He looked at them in shock as he realized that not only was there no one missing in the group, but none of them had also suffered any injuries from his traps.

His eyes are trained on me, staring me down like he can’t believe what he’s seeing. “Alpha Chris, if you value your life. I would advise you to take your eyes off my wife,” Tore growls, his arm wrapping around my waist possessively. I look up at him, my lips ajar. He doesn’t look at me, but his eyes are focused on something else—not something. Someone. Chris is a wolf. How the hell is he a wolf? “Wife? When did you get married? Were you playing me all this time?” “Playing you? Forgive me, but Alpha Chris, I don’t think we’ve ever met,” I retort, and his mouth falls wide, and I straighten, recalling what happened just a few weeks ago.

“you evil bastard, in case a war does break out between the witches and vampires you want to be in a position where the werewolves cant join them. They can either sit aside and watch the war happen or they can join the war and that too on your side. but I heard that they approached you first, why is that?” Chris asked. “I guess they saw our number increasing and with theirs decreasing they want to be on our good side in case war happens. the witches on the other hand are too distracted looking for Scarlet that they don’t even know what’s going on around them” I said, and he nodded with a smile. Chris loves war more than anyone in this world. so the mention of war completely silences him and

she added so much emphasis on the last two words. I rolled my eyes in slight annoyance. Chris watches wrestling. You are free to laugh. I also find it amusing. Why would a werewolf watch wrestling? He should answer that question himself. But I noticed he does that to vent his anger. From Liza's memory, I realized he had locked himself up for days watching wrestling after his mate rejected him. “Ouch… isn't that painful?” I need someone to tell me this is going to work. He didn't react to my question.

"But I can't have this happening, Chris. Not in my pack. A threat against me is a threat against us all. Whoever did this is willing to stop at nothing to get what they want." "And you really think it's the rogue wolves?" Christopher asked. "It makes sense. They wanted the territory and I turned them down. What better way to take it then to kill me and even possibly you?" Christopher didn't answer and instead, drew back from Sawyer's ear. "Alright. I'll keep a lookout. Scope out every area I can think of." Sawyer let his hand fall from Christopher's shoulder. "Thanks, man." "Hey, don't thank me for saving your *ss quite yet," Christopher said in a regular tone, shrugging as he walked backwar

Skyler answered as if she wasn't bothered by it and it was the truth. “ What the fuck Skyler ? What the hell are you doing with the devil when you should have given him a hundred yards gap the moment you realize his true identity ” Chris said a bit scared now. “ I can't because we're connected to each other ” Skyler said. “ What do you mean you both are connected, how can you be connected with the devil Skyler ? Come on, you don't know what you're talking about ” Chris said. “ I am one hundred percent sure of what I'm saying. I'm a part of him and he's a part of me ” Skyler said. She knew that Chris was having a hard time right now after he just saw Lucas he knew transform and disappear righ

Leaving Chris alone to fend off a nagata, and not just any nagata, but the Emperor’s General – which is like the Gamma among the nagata – went against all my instincts. I know how superior nagata are to a mutolupus, but I could also feel the power radiating off Chris. I’ve never felt so much power come from him before. I had to trust that he’d be okay and that he could handle this on his own and remind myself that if he does get hurt, I can heal him.