Gambit X Wolverine Novels & Stories

Every surrounding wolf had left that area for them, fearing they would get swallowed by the sharp and merciless display of powers the Alphas were throwing. Vulcan roared as he crashed with Ronan and Xander. Fire met ice again and the wind and flames threatened to tear each other apart. The ground trembled beneath the titans, and the Shockwave rattled the whole battlefield. Vulcan was older than Ronan and Xander and experience came more as an advantage. He easily waved off their attack and took hold of their weak spots as the opportunity came along. Xander was much more relentless than Ronan, swinging his wind attacks in all directions. He has had the reputation of a violent Alpha, just like

He was about to use the weapon to defend himself when the shadow tendrils holding Layla down was torn asunder and a large black wolf tore out with a ferocioud roar. Xavier was thrown backwards with a powerful blow from the black wolf and he landed at the end of the study room. He coughed out blood and with trembling hands, he touched the side of his face where the wolf had struck him. Three bloody claw marks marred his face and blood dripped from the open wound.

The combination of fierce alpha blood, wide shoulder, washboard body, and sharp face might have been a drooling material for women but a threat to an opponent–specifically Xavier. Soon, at least a dozen of Draven's fighters showed up at the ground, each attacking Xavier at their will. Xavier was not as weak as they thought. He put up an impressive fight but when more fighters showed up, he shifted to his wolf form– a dark blue, almost black with green eyes. Snarly fangs flashed at them in a growl and waited for their attack. They too, shifted to wolves. Xavier tackled a wolf that pounced on him, biting the wolf's leg and another at its rib. His paw slashed through countless wolf's faces, lea

Liam growled. “Your guess is as good as mine,” he called back, his gun rattling off shots like a firecracker. “It was us against the usual suspects until the humans appeared out of nowhere and opened the prison gates.” Fed up with the constant stream of non-answers, Xavier called Alexandre to attention and shifted until a Wolfman stood in his place. He broke rank and plunged into the fray, closing a large, clawed fist around the first vigilante throat he found. The human man’s eyes bugged wide as Xavier hauled him up by the neck and jumped, launching them both into a tree branch overhead.

I vowed I was never going to be like him. Alpha Merryweather, had had a peace treaty with Alpha Harry of the Crescent Pack and had gone to meet with him so they could finalize and sign the terms in the treaty, one of which was not to allow rogue wolves in their individual territories. He had been ambushed. He had not been prepared, travelling with his wife and Beta unarmed, thinking he was going to a friendly pack, with an intent that was mutually beneficial.

He caught both of them by the throat mid-air, halting their momentum with an impossible display of strength. "You never learn," Xavier growled. The veins in his arms bulged, and his muscles hardened like steel as he slammed their heads together. The heavy sound of the impact made me wince. Their massive bodies went limp instantly, hitting the ground with a heavy thud. I knew Xavier was strong, but I hadn't imagined this. He hadn't even taken a single step from where he stood. The man in front of me was far more dangerous than those wild werewolves. One remaining rogue in the back row hesitated. He let out a low growl, his gaze flickering with doubt. His eyes darted from me to Xavier, then to

I begin to stand up. “ Sit down,” Kayden growls out his powerful aura slips out and it has me dropping back onto the chair. “ We have told you wolfsbane won't kill you. You will be weak yeah but dying no. Don't be a pussy.” My jaw drops, is they the same uptight man I know? Has he always been this reckless in secret? “ Now that,” Xavier gestured with his hands, “Is over let the games begin.” I watch as Xavier brings forward a stark of cards. I raise my brow but remain tight-lipped.

He wore a black v neck t shirt, a black leather jacket, blue jeans and all black converse shoes. “It seems the prince has returned and with a girl this time, its about time.” The vampire said coolly. Xander growled back at him. The vampire rolled his eyes, “as if I can understand you when you’re in that dog’s body.” He took a few steps closer, eyes shifting to Amara, “you’re different. I’ve never seen a werewolf like you before.” How many wolves have you seen then, bloodsucker? Amara snapped.

“Gus, can you hear me? It's Jim. Just hang on buddy, just hang on.” Jim heard the crash when he was back at the airfield, and he knew Mitch was in danger, so he sped off in wolf form to come to his friend's rescue. A few minutes later, Mitch's dad and a few others arrived at the scene. Jim told them what happened and Mitch's dad sent his warriors to go search for the red wolf in the woods. “Why isn't he healing?” Jim asked as he looked at his friend, still lying in his wolf form. “It seems like the wolf that attacked him had silver painted on his claws,” Felix answered after examining his son’s wounds.

It was a terrifying thought, because I knew there were a million things that could tear Blade and I apart. “Did you really have to make out with him in front of me?” Xavier asked, breaking the silence between us. This made me chuckle. “I have seen you shove your tongue down countless girl’s throats. Think of it as a little payback.” Xavier rolled his eyes. “Yeah, don’t remind me. Geneva is- he's a decent guy, though.” “He is,” I said confidently, hoping that I wasn’t being foolish because of my growing feelings for the werewolf.