Does Xavier Get His Wings Back Novels & Stories

Besides he never said he couldn’t take risks to protect Jasmine. “What happened to your wings?” She asked, taking a step closer, but stopped when the doorbell rang and there was a soft knock at the door. “Stay in here. It must be Xavier.” She walked out the room without much else as she used the peep hole to let Xavier in as he had files in his hands. “I got something on the guys Chase Fallon hangs out with…” Xavier looked up towards the bedroom with his eyes wide as he nervously turned away ashamed. “Um..I can come back if…”

— Xavier thought to himself as he pumped his legs full of adrenaline and sprinted twoards the walls at fast speed, the moment the archers decided to reload, that was the time that Xavier landed ontop of the roof. The gutteral screams of the archers were unmistakable as Xavier tore through their flesh with his teeth and claws. There were two more archers situated at a different location as backup, their arrows were drawn but jimin descended upon them and tore them apart as well. In minutes, the fight was over and they transformed back, Layla and Jamie came out of hiding, Layla couldn't wait, she ran through the space that seperated Xavier from her and quickly hugged him. Xavier winced upon co

He could see that she didn't fully believe in her innocence, and he didn't want to waste time trying to convince her, but he tried to distract her. "A few months ago I felt I needed a mate, but the threat of Nathan overshadowed that decision. To protect the pack in the future, I must regain what I once lost. This competition is also meant to help me find the strongest mate who can survive the dangers of being mated with me. With the help of the heirloom sword, I can break through the portal to the underworld—" Xavier paused for a moment, reflecting on his journey, before continuing, "—And there I can regain the arm I once lost."

She asked, looking at the twins. “This one wants to,” Xavier grumbled referring to Xander standing by his side. He crossed his arms. “We should send her back. We need a healthy mate and not a sickly one,” he added looking at the bedroom window. He pictured Syliva sleeping there. “She won’t die on us,” Xander snapped impatiently. He understood his brother’s worries. They lost their parents too young. Xavier had never been the same. He worried himself sick each time someone was sick since then. He was the one that galloped on horseback to find the doctor. “We are mating her ,” Xander concluded. Xavier sighed but did not protest.not like he wanted to.

Right now they were fighting on that a pancake wasn't a cake or it was. "What do you want?" One of them asked on which I muttered 'nothing other than silence'. After yesterday night when I got my consciousness back I had terrible pain which was causing problems for me in moving. My back has big scratches that were too deep that even my wolf power couldn't heal them and magic wasn't working. It was like Blade had done something so that no magic would work on my wounds. Leading me to bear this pain. ****** "Xavier is training new wolves? Can I go there?" I inquired even after knowing the answer.

He had once done everything to protect her, but now she had become his greatest disgrace. Regret and fury twisted inside Xavier, nearly consuming him. He knew he had been terribly wrong and made up his mind to bring me back, no matter the cost. Just as I believed I could start a new life within the Silvermoon pack, Xavier came for me.

With a swift movement, she unleashed a wave of energy that knocked the creature off its feet. Xavier fought valiantly beside her, his movements fluid and precise. He had never felt so alive, the adrenaline coursing through him like fire. He could sense his father's teachings resonating within him, but this time, it was different. He fought not for the family business but for something far greater—their lives and their bond. He slammed his fist into another minion, feeling the power of the Moonflower amplify his every move.

“You have what’s yours. We’ve been very good sports about this.” Warwick and Fanning didn’t speak. Their silence was not agreement—it was defeat with a silver lining of rage. Xavier rose with unhurried grace, adjusting the cuffs of his jacket. As he passed behind Fiero, his hand brushed lightly across the boy’s shoulder. A silent signal. Or a reminder. Or a leash. Fanning’s voice broke the silence, low and venomous. “You’re breeding traitors.” Xavier paused. “No,” he said, without looking back. “We’re training visionaries. But you wouldn’t recognize the difference.”

Mila grabbed my hand and began to pull me towards the other wing. "We have to get you to a safe place before he finds you, Iris. I do not want to lose you again and I am sure Xavier doesn't want the same thing," "Xavier hates me," I said as I limped after her. A stick was stuck to my back and I stopped for a brief moment to pull it out, crying out in pain as it left my skin. Blood stained my dress but I wasn't concerned. There were more important things to attend to than my wounds.

Xavier flew off and landed on the ground, we fell on our back . Before we could get up Demon was on us . He had changed back to his human. He grabbed me by my neck and lifted me in the air . Xavier growled when he saw a sword in Demon's hand that he did not have before. He smiled at me sinisterly. I struggled in his hold as he ran the tip of his bled just below my ear.