Gambit X Wolverine Novels & Stories

His new mission was to take over the region for himself. He smashed the orb against the wall. A thin mass of dust suspended in the air and fell back to the ground along with the clash of breaking glasses. Xavier began his journey towards region 22, leaving the rest of the rogue to search for thier meal. But he wasn't lucky this time. One of their warriors sighted him and alerted the others who chased after him. He had been severely weakened by the clash between he and Pablo that he couldn't transform—a full moon wasn't needed for his transformation. The wolf scrached a part of his chest and exposed his fresh injury, sustained from last night. He screamed in pain and immediately became insibl

My fingers slithered through my hair before I could stop myself and I groaned heavily. What the hell was I supposed to say to the pack? I needed to make an official statement on why their Luna was back and worse still, hand-in-hand with the very rogue who was rumored to have kidnapped her. This shit was not ideal in the least bit! “We’re working on new training Wolverine, I've sent scouts to request more nursemaids for our men and wounded. I've commissioned new canons for the gates in case Alaric dear bumps up for another fight. Gotham is safe.” I growled, but the scowl on the wolf’s leathery face did not let up.

With a ferocious snarl that shook the dust from the rafters, Draven launched himself across the space, tackling Xavier to the ground just as the gun went off, forcing the bullet to stray wildly into the ceiling. Xavier didn’t hesitate either. As he hit the concrete, his own bones cracked and shifted, his body morphing into a large, ash-gray wolf. He snarled, snapping his jaws shut around Draven’s shoulder, and the two apex predators crashed into a stack of metal containers, initiating a brutal, bloody brawl.

His best friend's wolf was standing guard in front of his mate, he was hurt but that didn't decrease the resolve in his eyes to protect his mate. The number of dead rogues were almost three dozens, and most of them were unrecognizable. There were still lots of rogues surrounding them but it wasn't a big deal to Xavier. "Save my sister, leave them to me" Xavier mindlinked Shane (Raymond's wolf) Xavier growled loudly and joined the fight, he didn't give any chance for the rogues to recover from the shock of his growl before he starts ripping them apart. Shane bowed respectfully before shifting back to his human form, Raymond carried his injured mate and ran off to safety.

Blake smirked, gesturing at Jasmine’s cousin who was currently clenching his fists, standing a few feet away, watching us. “Wulfric, if anything happens to my mate, I just want you to know that I will behead you without hesitation.” Alex scowled at Blake. “Relax, Adalwolf. Nothing is going to happen. I’m going to gather all my best warriors to go with my beta to keep watch. And then you and I will sneak over the border.” “Why me?” “Because we’re the only two people I know who have a high tolerance to wolfsbane. So if we get shot, we’re the most likely to survive.”

A flash of silver out of the corner of his eye drew his eyes up to see a slight shimmer in the air before they all disappeared into it, a sword sticking out of his Luna after she jumped in front of an advancing warrior from the crowd. The wolf that impaled the Luna looked just like him! What wolf possesses that skill? The ability to glamor takes a very rare wolf with a specific set of skills. I know only one wolf that has resources like those, Jo, Sir Alpha of the Rogues. That's strike 1... Rex’s uman was frozen in terror, but his wolf acted instinctively, phasing and lunging himself at the upper tier, a black aura radiating from him. "Alpha, stop!" Makai warned. He followed his Alpha's lead

This errand will allow me the privacy I need to see myself in my complete outfit. “Hey, Xavier.” Garth yells loudly, calling our head warrior. “Fancy making today’s session interesting?” Xavier walks over to us. Compared to me, he’s huge, but Garth makes him look small. He looks at me and makes a mark on his clipboard, no doubt marking my attendance. “I was telling Samantha here that you’re getting too old to train us. That your glory days are behind you and that Axel should bring in a new head warrior? You know, fresh blood.” What the hell is Garth doing? Is he asking for death by insulting Xavier? No one challenges Xavier. He’s been our head warrior forever, and that is for a reason. Despi

He made him kneel again and the alpha repeated, "why did you trespass my territory and attack my pack members?" This time the rogue glared at him and spat blood on his shoes. Xavier's eyes flashed red before he raised his hand, stopping the guard from beating the rogue to death. Xavier bent low and took off his shoes and examined them. Then with superhuman speed he slapped the rogue with the shoes. More bone cracking sounds were heard and the rogue fell to the floor, curling his body in pain. More blood covered his face and it would be extremely difficult to find the cut. "You are either foolish or brazen to drop your filthy blood on my shoes. Your life isn't worth this pair of shoes, you us

The head of their arrows were shimmering with something green and than it clicked, it was wolfs bane. Xavier, pulled me behind him, and that was when I saw, an arrow was gored in his skin and blood was oozing out of it. Tears blear my eyes. Touching it hesitantly, more tears fell from my eyes. Did he really took my saber on himself? Did he really saved me? Just as I was about to touch the arrow, Alpha Xavier went ahead and started fighting them. These rogues were surely strong, but they were of no competition to an Alpha.

I long for a reprieve, a haven of serenity where I might find refuge. The injured cat approached me with caution, its eyes reflecting the anguish and vulnerability it had experienced. My heart went out to the unfortunate cat, its wounds a chilling reminder of the violence that prevailed in this world. Xavier's words pierced the darkness, jolting me back to consciousness. "Gwen? Where have you gone?" He yelled, his tone tinged with an odd blend of power and worry. The injured cat raced over to a younger version of Xavier, seeking solace. He placed a blanket on the ground, revealing that Xavier was the feline companion's owner. The cat's scars betrayed the violence he was capable of, making me