Wander X Dominator Novels & Stories

"You need Alpha Xander, but you won't fulfill his right to choose who he wants as a mate?" "The pack will provide him with plenty of women, if he so desires. Alpha Xander is a dominant Alpha, so he can choose whoever he wants, as many as he wants, but not you, Doctor Jonas," Feliz said firmly. "Our pack is still traditional, and the pack should be led by an Alpha and Luna, not an Alpha with an Alpha, or an Alpha with an Omega Male. That's dangerous."

Ravena had given Hutchins something more than just political backing, she had provided him with a powerful artifact, a mystical relic that amplified a wolf's strength and power when worn by a shifter. The artifact, an ancient collar passed down through Ravena’s line, was said to enhance the wearer’s speed, strength, and resilience. With it, Hutchins could push himself beyond his normal limits, though the cost was high. The relic consumed the wearer's energy over time, slowly draining them, but for now, it made Hutchins a much more formidable opponent.

The ultimate Alpha. The Alpha King. They think him god. He is respected like one. He is feared like one. They call him god. Because, he is a crossbreed between the two most powerful creatures. He has the strength of a mountain lion and the power of a werewolf. He can take the form of a mountain lion or a werewolf. Or a man. Why? Because, he is a werewolf AND a mountain lion. His name is Wolfariane Daminor Throne.

There was one more realization. Zayn had a feeling that the path to being Unbeatable was total devotion—the kind that required one to be less and less involved with worldly, earthly affairs. Xander was the prime thesis for that; he had been a master fighter since ten years ago, and yet he had not made much progress. He was better than a newly-joined member but no way at the absolute top, and Zayn bet it was his lust for worldly power that hindered him from devotion.

The large lonely mansion which oozed nothing but affluence did not only house these money making halls but also had rooms above which caged workers who made this money and the bosses who ruled over them. The workers were members of X-habit, a crime conglomerate whose activities were no lesser than running guns, doing drugs and the like. The Big Four: Steven Chase, Baron Sage, Iphan Carter and Kane Richmond bossed over the conglomerate, with Steven as the head, more of a Godfather.

She sat down beside me and gave me a wink, making me blush. “Now, Dominion is a naughty little wolf who left home without my knowledge. I want him back here where he is supposed to stay.” She waved her hand and a picture of a Snow White wolf with red eyes hovered above the table. “He isn’t supposed to be there for at least another ten thousand years or more.” “And who is that?” I asked. “And why is it my problem?” “Dominion was the wolf who killed my lover, Nox. For his punishment, he will herald the end of all wolves, and me.” She looked a little sad at that, but accepting of the fate as well.

she said. Fine! "I need to be left alone" he said and the witch did as told, disappearing like she was never there. Once she was done, Xander slumped on the wide sofa in his room. Plotting his next moves, he needed to get the girl first then claim the throne, mating with a banshee would guarantee life of immortality and tremendous power. He smirked just by the thought of ruling over the pack and entire werewolf clan.

He motioned the guy who has hair the color of the sun and has purple eyes. Nymphos smiled and nodded at them. They smiled back and respectfully bowed. "Lucas, Nymphos' lover – and the Traveler of Space and Time." Nyx said and motioned to the guy who was wearing baggy clothes and a pointed hat. He has dark hair and blue eyes. "Yo!" Lucas greeted and grinned. "Hello." Reyan said and bowed. "So you are also a Wanderer Between Spaces.” He said. Laggas’ eyes narrowed and he pulled Reyan closer to him. Obviously, he is jealous. Meanwhile, Blue and the others notice something.

“How could the witch and Barbara get here this fast? If they managed to save Barbara before midnight and got here at five, wouldn't that be the time it took for the witches when they used Body Transfer?” Rokan Allegro took a step forward, stopped at the door of the Healing Room and looked at Barbara, who was lying weakly through the glass. “Barbara is another type of immortal besides the witch who can use Body Transfer.” “How could it be?” this time it was Aryadi who said. “She's just a wolvire, someone who can be said to be a hybrid!” Rokan Allegro turned his head. “You don't know your own daughter's secrets, do you?”

She didn't want to have the same awful experience I had while healing those wounds. "She's not dead, and until that feeling dies in my head, we're going to leave and find her." I snapped at Amelia, cautioning her on her next choice of words. "I'm Xander, the Alpha of Wasteland Village. I've come to seek guidance and help against fighting the lady monster that took the lives of my loved ones, and I want to have its head; that's the only way I can find peace," he roared, attracting the attention of everyone. Lord Lucifer said,