Wanderer X Reader Mga Nobela at Kwento

A deep grunt escaped my throat at the thought that she was also going to find out that I was her mate and would also perceive my scent. shit! I hissed and clenched my fist, bracing myself to reject her immediately; I wasn't worried about the pain because I was also planning to kill her. My name is Xander, the heir to the Red Moon Pack. Being the son of Alpha Xavier, I had to be more cruel than him, giving no space for romantic feelings, which do nothing other than make someone weak and act stupidly. Lena's POV.

He said. "Go bring that disgusting omega to the dungeon., I said with an evil smirk. I might as well clear off my mind a little bit. Well, I'm Xander James Williams, Son of the Alpha and Luna of Vengeful eyed pack, late Connor Eric Williams and Kayla Grace Williams. I am 24 years of age and I have not found my mate because I have been unable to travel long distances due to the rebuilding of the pack. I know one day, I would meet her. And my younger sister, Nicole Laura Williams.

They aren't just solely from our pack; they are from other packs, other realms—humans, zombies, pixies, fairies, and other supernaturals. They aren't allowed into any packs or realms except Wraithland, where they have been banished. It is then I notice the deep X scar on his neck. If any of the wanderers are caught in these parts, they wouldn't be spared. No wonder he looks so pale and lifeless. "You are a wanderer?" "I exalt myself above that name." "What if you had been caught? You know what they do to people like you—" His sudden frown makes me recoil. "I don't fear death or torture. But I do inflict it on people." His smirk returns, and then he steps closer, placing his hands on my sleev

He chuckles at the ordeal entirely, making me want to cry in utter shame. “I can guarantee,” Xander starts, his entire body hovering over mine, his lips damn near grazing my cheek as he speaks, “that my half-mutt brother is already engaged in hot, fervent sex with another wolf. I bet he’s with Stella, the beta’s daughter, fucking her in your bed, without a second care of where you are, bitch.”

Yet, as the dream hung in the balance, a new figure emerged on the periphery of the moonlit clearing: Xander, the former Alpha of the Red Moon Pack, and also Chastity's mate. In a surge of determination, Xander leaped into the dream, his presence a testament to the unbreakable bond that tethered him to Chastity. The trio—Dylan, Chastity, and Xander—standlocked in a tableau of destiny, the threads of the dream weaving a tapestry that transcended the boundaries of the subconscious.

Johnny nodded and turned toward me with a small smile before leaving. Alpha Xander was six feet tall with lots of muscles. His eyes were a baby blue color. His hair was jet black with skin the color of milk chocolate. His age was 23. He had been alpha for a little over four years after his father was killed in a rogue attack. I kept my head down so I wouldn't feel much worse once he rejects me. "Cassie McIntire I Alpha Xander alpha of Night Creeper Pack reject you as my mate and Luna of this pack." Alpha Xander said. I didn't give him time to say anything else I ran for the nearest cliff.

2020 Date completed // 07.04.2020 ~ A/N: Hello! I just wanted to say that 'Xanthe's Angel Wolf' is extremely light. Showcasing only the fluff of the love story of the main characters. So, if you're looking for some dark and action werewolf stuff, this is not it. Thank you for giving my story a chance, I appreciate the support. Happy reading!

Checking it I found it was him and he had sent me a file. Opening the file I went through everything he had sent and I was stunned. There was no picture though. The program didn't use pictures to safeguard the identity of these werewolves and lycans as much as they could. Karica Wakins; mated to Xynathius Warvine with an off-the-chart Liastronse level. That girl was a lottery ticket. Thanks to our informant we also knew she possessed a red aura, my master would be extremely pleased with the finding.

That much was expected. Xander Winters was predictable in that way. He was cold, detached, and utterly unwilling to deal with anything that didn’t serve his immediate interests. I hadn’t expected him to even listen to me for as long as he had. That alone was surprising. But too bad for him… I wasn’t the type to give up easily. A small smirk tugged at my lips as I leaned back, already thinking of my next move. If he thought walking away meant the conversation was over, then he clearly didn’t know me well enough yet.

his gaze pinned me like a dagger “…bears your hand, Luna Mia.” The chamber erupted. Gasps. Growls. Wolves shifting restlessly, whispers darting like blades. I froze, blood roaring in my ears. “That’s not true,” I managed, my voice trembling despite my effort to sound steady. But before I could say more, another voice smooth, venomous cut through the storm. Xander. He stepped from the crowd with the lazy swagger of a wolf who thought himself untouchable. His dark hair fell across his eyes, a glass of whiskey dangling carelessly in his hand. But his gaze…his gaze burned only for me.