Is Cyclops The Leader Of The X Men Novels & Stories

With his Guardian Abilities he would heal almost as fast as a Vampire. Xeric turned away from him, his claw-ish hands scraping on the varnished table top wood scarring it with hideous claw marks. “Want mate to Love Xeric,” He growled out. “Xeric,” he repeated dark eyes rising up from the table back to Caleb, “Only Xeric.” I could feel the slowing pace of Caleb’s heart as he looked dead center into our eyes. He might be the second in command after me and probably the closest thing I would ever have to a fried but we were Alpha, Alpha to all werewolves and Lycans alike.

I head to the office, where most of the men have already grouped together. "Is it true?" One man asks. "Xavier..." Another man asks, but falter. "I'm afraid it is. I have credible sources telling me that Xavier died." I confirm with the men. "What does this mean for us?" Another man asks. "It means that we won't be able to go back anytime soon. Dante has just become the leader of the Scorpions, and we need to protect him." "What? How can he be expected to be the leader? He's barely a month old!" Another man yells.

" Xavier looked at Lyca, but he didn't say anything. He thought about what had happened last night. "Well, I'm just curious... Why doesn't the red moon bother you?" Lyca was interested. She doesn't think it's right for her to ask the pack about Xavier. Xavier looked blank and said. "It affects me, but I have a stronger mind. On top of that, I'm the leader of the group... So, my wolf is completely giving in to me, but the other one is still fighting." Xavier stops and turns to face Lyca. "...You're the first girl to get through the hard parts of the first shift, so I think you can bring your wolf to its knees, too."

Alpha Xavier is the leader of the Red Moon Pack. He is a man to whom everyone bows at his feet and does whatever he says because of his hybrid powers, which he uses to intimidate others. He is the head of the Eastern American Packs and also the most powerful pack in America. You wonder how and why I came to rescue the young girl on my back? That is simply because Lena is the only one that can kill Xavier. Alpha Xavier killed my parents and ordered the Alpha of my former pack to banish me and make me a rogue,

The day went by so fast that Celeste was surprised when darkness came down to stifle the light. Zillon had to go on patrol again and though she didn't want him to go, he had to. He was alpha, it was his job to protect the pack. She only hoped he didn't get hurt while doing it. That man; Xavier was still out there, if he was the leader of these rogues, then if not a threat to her, he was a threat to the pack.

Alexander Harris is the Alpha of the Lycans. By default, he is also the Alpha of all the werewolf packs. Whatever he says is the law. He has the power to control anyone with just a snap of his finger. He has two sons who are also twins. Logan Harris and Leo Harris look-alike, but Logan is more powerful than Leo. Logan inherited his powers from his grandfather, who is also Alexander's father Zander Harris. So far Zander is the most powerful Lycan in the world. Logan has replaced his name as soon as he was born.

Phoebe asked as we watched him turn in circles, his eyes watching each and everyone of us like a hawk searching for its next prey. "No," my mother and I responded in unison. "If he needs restraining, I will do it. I am the superior here," my mother stepped towards Xerxes. Medaline, Phoebe and I glanced at each other having a quiet conversation of who the actual superior was. Silas is literally a high ranking officer in the supernatural army. Cassian was a prime lycan alpha and heir to the wolven empire. Medaline and I were princesses and Phoebe was a badass werewolf with a lot of experience and not to mention PhD at 21 smart.

he told her, kneeling down to face her once more. “However, that didn’t work out well. Kyle was eager but foolish, always acting before thinking! Even though he is a superior being, Greg is submissive as a little pup with that only seeks to please his alpha. The only one true perfection is James, but he hates what he is and it’s rather disappointing! Recently, I have acquired some new allies that are interested in my research. We have come to an agreement,” Xavier went on.

“Jax…you mean to say that you have been following me for weeks and you have been a bystander since my sister was kidnapped? If you didn’t help me then or intervene, why would you do that now?” Jax rubbed his temple thoughtfully as if deciding how much to reveal and how much to keep a secret. “We have certain rules and limitations put in by our leader and though we are rogues, we are werewolves too. So we abide by them though we are pretty much relaxed about other things.” I noted how he said leader and not alpha. Usually, even the leaders of a rogue pack would want themselves to be called an alpha. “Who is this leader of yours? And what does he want from me?”

She realized who the leader was—an old acquaintance with a deep and complicated history. But just as she was about to confront him and demand answers, a chilling howl echoed through the night, freezing everyone in their tracks. The forest seemed to hold its breath as a massive, black figure emerged from the shadows, exuding an aura of raw power and authority. It was Alpha Xavier, the enigmatic leader of the Nightshade Pack, known for his iron fist and merciless rule. His eyes locked with Amelia's, a twisted smile playing on his lips. "Well, well, well," he said, his voice dripping with sinister delight. "Amelia, my love, it's been far too long. Welcome home."