Stryker X Men Son Novels & Stories

The couple had let go of each other’s hands, Rigel preparing to shift and Sabri to guard him. “We have a score to settle, Alpha Liam. I am Alpha Xander, son of the late Alpha Xavier of the Black Lake pack,” said black hair and black eyes. Finally, it was auburn hair and gray eyes’ turn. He was the only one wearing a hip holster. To think he’d go down this path. He was going to die first for sticking a fucking dart in my neck. He missed his chance to kill me when he shot me with an ordinary bullet. Should’ve at least shot the heart, pup.

Xander demonstrated the nuances of werewolf combat, emphasizing the importance of adaptability in the face of various adversaries. "Remember, Ethan, every opponent has a weakness," Xander advised, his eyes focused on his son. "It's our job to find it, exploit it, and emerge victorious. A good Alpha is not just physically strong but strategically sharp." As father and son engaged in sparring matches, the air crackled with the energy of their movements. Ethan, fueled by a newfound determination, began to showcase glimpses of his potential. His reflexes sharpened, and his understanding of the ebb and flow of combat deepened under Xander's watchful gaze.

Especially since i knew she was the one mated to my son. I sniffed the air and smelled my sons scent and soon Layla’s pupils dilated and her hairs stood up straight on her arms. She froze in her spot as she sniffed the air. Xander turned the corner revealing the spitting image of his father except for his freckles and green eyes. He was dressed in a tan suit with a bunt orange tie. I watched as they stared at one another and in unison they growled “mate” I elbowed riley whom was standing there shocked by what played before her.

He stared at the blade glinting under the moonlight, then shifted his gaze to the man holding it. “Cut off my head?” He repeatedly boredom, looking at Dexter with pity. “You talk a lot for someone with such a shaky stance.” Dexter’s face turned red. He was the son of the pack’s General. He had been trained by the best warriors since he could walk. No one, especially not a filthy hunter in worn-out clothes, had ever dared to insult his form. “You bastard, you must not know where you are!” He gritted his teeth and lunged forward.

Jayden's voice comes in a whisper, his face masked in confusion. Xavier stops pacing and stands in the middle of his office, jaws clenched, shoulders back, his head tipped upward glaring at the ceiling and by the looks of it I don’t have to say anything because he has already figured it out. “Tristan” his voice comes out as a growl laced in fear. Without warning he moves at super speed and punches through the wall. “Yes, he is his next target. Since he is my son, he has some of the essence of a god in him and he is also an alpha making him really really powerful. He is most likely to be the dark god if he ever decides to ascend”

I trusted Jesse with my life and his son, Jax Sterling, was the brother I never had. I wasn’t the greatest person but I’m me. I’m the future Sire of this lair and I would do everything within my power to protect my people, all of my people. I had no qualms about killing or shedding blood, it was part of my being as much as I was.

Last but not least, I would be taking on my role as both Luna and Hybrid Queen. During all of the discussions, I also learned from Dirk, who had been informed by Zach, that Stryker was a hybrid. He explained how it would be different for Stryker, due to having been a wolf to begin with. When I asked about the bloodlust thing, I learned that Stryker wouldn’t have it.

But what shocked us the most was his revelation about a secret legacy that had been bestowed upon Xander—a legacy that held the power to change everything. According to Gabriel, Xander's father had been a member of a clandestine organization known as The Guardians. Their mission was to protect ancient artifacts of immense power from falling into the wrong hands. Xander's father had entrusted him with a task, a quest that would lead him to uncover the truth about his heritage and fulfill his destiny as a Guardian.

Xavier scowls his harsh breaths sending his styled hair flying. "Hmm... I didn't mean..." "Well it does looks like you if you view it from side way." A small voice butts it, cutting me off. I crank my head to meet a small boy, just one glimpse at him is enough yo let you know he is a mischievous kid. "I do not look like that lowly animal." Xavier scoffs at the little kid who seems to be enjoying pissing him off. "Hmmm..... You guys really does look alike, are you two brothers." Xaviers face redden at his statement, and I grab his arm dragging him away before he had a chance to murder the little boy.

Zak had readily agreed to the transfer, as had Xander’s old Alpha, Brett. His father had died in a rogue attack when he was five. It was what prompted him to become a warrior. Xander is 24 and one of the top warriors of his previous pack. He had been in charge of his own platoon in the pack and hoped to work his way up in the ranks here. He loves junk food and trashy TV, surfing and swimming. His favorite food is Snickers candy bars and he is obsessed with 90s music, even though the 90s ended before he was born.