Logan As Wolverine Novels & Stories

As I ducked the swipe of claws from a rogue close to me, I spotted something among the fray, shining in the moonlight. I didn’t have to be told to sense that it was Logan’s wolf. Such a show-off he was with his silver fur remaining spotless as he lunged at the rogue who had tried to hurt me, his amber eyes glowing with murderous intent. My breath hitched and I watched him sink his fangs into the rogue’s jugular, tearing it open with a savage twist. Blood spurted into the sky, splashing and staining his fur before plopping onto the floor.

Letting him leave now is asking for trouble, but we don't have a choice. Lazarus- I am ready, Logan. We might not have the best relationship, but I am ready. Lazarus's strength flows through our wolf form, and I feel our bond get stronger. Logan- Thank you. Unlike most wolves, Lazarus and I haven't bonded. He rarely talks to me and mainly communicates his emotions through growls. But to hear him say he is with me fills me with confidence. And that confidence gives me an idea. Logan- Warriors, I need you at the ready!

My throat makes a sound that isn’t human. Lia’s hand closes over mine, forcing my fingers around it. “Keep it. We can track meaning from it later. Right now we live.” We spill back into the corridor as footsteps thunder above and begin to pour down the stairs. More wolves. More bodies than we brought. Logan’s men fan out, forming a moving wall. A rogue appears at the far end, eyes flashing. Logan doesn’t hesitate, he shifts. The change is brutal and silent, his wolf exploding into the corridor like a black storm. Two of his men shift as well, wolf forms sliding into place with lethal ease.

Logan commanded. "Oh, the cave!" He laughed a raspy laugh that sounded a lot like a snake hissing. "That has been my hideout for so many months now. The only reason nobody in this pack has ever discovered the cave is that nobody can! Only those who have the tattoo, and those in whose veins flow the blood of the Rogue Pack can see or enter the cave. That was why Logan was able to see and enter, because his mom was a Rogue Wolf, and his mother's blood runs in his veins."

"At least I died fighting!" Braved up, he got away from the pillar, but what amassed behind him surprised him. A bunch of soldiers were just attacked by super fast wolves, and they directed their firepower at them. Logan looked behind him and saw a man, as tall and huge as him with a clawed-inflicted mark that ran across his eyes. His eyes gleamed silver red from the dark as he approached Logan. Logan transformed into a human. "We meet again, Logan Creed" "You? You're the—"

He said and the rogues leader just glared at him. " Sounds great, yh, good, A war is coming up and in order for my promise to be fulfilled, I need you to help me fight, win and conquer, that's the only way" Logan said and the Rogues leader glared at him for a while and he snarled lightly in agreement and Logan smiled. "Thank you Xerox" Logan said and the Rogue leader transformed into a wolf, a rogued wolf and he left in a flash. He was called Xerox because he was the photocopy of the previous leader.

He tightens his hold for just a moment before removing his fangs and swiping his tongue over his bite, moving to my ear as he whispers, "You taste really sweet and your WereWolf blood does wonders for my cravings, but that could also have something to do with the pup you carry..." We look out of the cage and right at the fight going on between Logan and Lincoln. I open my link with Logan but don't say anything. I can feel his power, the power given to him from the loyalty of his kingdom. Ariel and I smile as we join with him and add our love, loyalty and power to him as his mate as well as making him even more.

The wolf gives me a nod, and what looks like a wolfish grin. The battle rages on around us, a maelic dance of shadows flickering in the dim light. We're a team, moving with a synchronicity born of desperation and a mutual drive to save Logan. LZ, even small in his wolf form, works alongside us, a silent and fast, deadly shadow that strikes with precision.

– How did you get here? - Are you okay? I asked Lisa. He looked fine. At least better than after our first transition with him. - I'm ok. - Fox smiled at me, slightly swaying on his feet. The answer suited me, so it's time to look around where we still got. - Hey Bars. I greeted my friend, looking around. Wooden log house. The scent of the forest is all around. Apparently, this is some kind of lodge in the forest. But one thing is alarming, it smells like wolves of my breed. And not just one werewolf, there are at least four male adults. And I won’t confuse one smell with anyone, Mikhail ...

But she couldn't help it. As she sees him every day. In the form of her Little Logi bear which resembles his father in every sense. The union of the werewolf princess and Lycan king wasn't unexpected. It was an Entante signed years ago and no one could back away from it. Responsibility comes above stupid things like love. And both Zander and Rose understood this. They need to unite to protect this world and give the Empire the heir it needs. A legitimate one. But then what will happen to Logan?