Weapon X Logan Novels & Stories

he Spoke so casually like he didn't just kill someone. He placed his Glock on the table while grinning at Logan who was still shocked. "Don't do this Lord Xavier, it's gonna be a bloodbath if you do this." Logan spoke with a serious expression but Xavier was someone who doesn't take threats lightly. He shot at the second person and Logan was left with just one person guarding him and he became intimidated when he noticed the amount of guards around Xavier. A few seconds he was anxious but when he remembered his new insurance he became strong again.

Also, how did the guards allow a foreigner to roam around the borders for so long without informing anyone? “Where is he from?” “He is a rogue Alpha.” “I see” Logan hummed getting up, he flipped his hair out of his face revealing his slashed eyebrow and then he rested his hands on his waist like a posing model. Gosh this man was a handsome creation “Kill him.” He ordered turning around to leave and I couldn’t help but feel anger, is that the only thing he knows? Killing? A handsome ruthless creation.

Gamma Matheus had personally instructed them to obey Logan’s commands and keep everything happening in the chamber strictly confidential. “Do you need anything else?” one of the warriors asked as he walked over and handed Logan the medical kit. The warrior’s tone carried obvious reluctance, but he was careful not to show outright disrespect. Logan shook his head sideways and shrugged his shoulders before opening the medical kit that had been handed to him. He pulled out a syringe and a small vial. After carefully drawing the liquid from the vial into the syringe, he pushed the plunger slightly to remove any trapped air.

However, after that everything happened so fast. Another man beside the sofa slashed the blade he was carrying into Mrs. Maya’s right hand. Nadira gasped and so did the injured person. The red bloody wound looked deep and painful, but Mrs. Maya tried to endure it. The white skin of the woman grew pale. “If you say that again, you will die,” the man with the deep voice sneered. “Besides, I know you're lying. One of my men made the mistake of saying that someone would be tasked with taking the wolvire’s stuff to the hideout. We killed that guy, not knowing that it was you who was actually assigned. Is that right, Maya the Right Hand of INDICENT?"

Chapter 77 You're thinking of sparing him? * Stefan watched from his car, he cared a lot for Xavier so he had followed them down here. He was sure that wolf hunters who were fully equipped with weapons to get rid of wolves would not be easy. Stefan remained calm until he heard a gunshot. He got down from his car as fast as possible, carrying a gun in his hands. He knew that shape-shifting into wolves and trying to attack them might be just too slow, slower than bullets can go so a gun was more preferable in this sort of situation.

"I... I am willing to offer resources, Your Majesty. Frostbite has a strong trade network. We can supply your pack with whatever you need, silver, weaponry, food..." Logan slammed his fist on the table, silencing me. "I don’t need your silver or network," he snarled. "I need a virtuous Luna. A strong, capable Luna to give me children who will inherit my power and legacy. Resources mean nothing to me." I bit back a curse, feeling the weight of the room pressing down on me. Logan wasn’t just angry, he was out for blood. And I had nothing to give him. Nothing. He had cleared and stated that he needed nothing from me apart from the benefit of having other Alphas on his side in the hope of creati

Everyone looked petrified as they looked around nervously to see where the sounds were coming from. Logan stood from the edge watching everyone and observing. His eyes caught something- or someone lurking behind a tree as he pointed the Glock at someone. He traced the person with his eyes and when it fell on the Luna, Logan’s mother, his heart jumped to his neck. He watched in horror, his vocal cords suddenly frozen as he pulled the trigger, ready to shoot. But before he could, Logan bolted to where his mother was, accidentally standing in the way of the bullet. Then it happened. It just happened. That wasn’t his plan. It wasn’t his plan to hurt her, to kill her.

It was completely deserted, the dark sky casting a gloomy, depressing shadow over the entire area. Logan slowly guided the car down the narrow pathways between the towering warehouses, finally stopping a block away from Warehouse Number Four. He killed the engine and turned his gaze to mine "Alright," Logan said, his playful demeanor completely vanishing. He reached under his jacket and pulled out a sleek, black semi-automatic pistol, checking the chamber before tucking it into his waistband. He reached into his glove compartment and pulled out a smaller, compact handgun, holding it out to me. "Do you know how to use one of these?"

This was a Red Moon battle formation, I recognized it. When Red Moon had been attacked by Logan , they reported their weapon store being burnt, much that nothing could be scavenged. It seemed to me that it had been stolen by Logan then burnt to look like it disappeared. “Logan! These cheap tricks you’re using, I bet you haven’t fully healed so want to weaken us, right?” I yelled into the cave. It echoed, so my message will surely be sent to that smug Lycan. Carefully, I drew the arrow from Ray’s arm, it wasn’t spiked with drugs or silver, thankfully.

Even those who had turned against him quieted, their eyes drawn to the man they once called Alpha. He let his voice roll, low at first, then sharper. “You would betray me for Rowan? For a man who abandoned you when Zeus came for your throats? For someone who vanished when Wakanda raised his blade and this pack’s blood was nearly spilled?” The noise dimmed. No one dared interrupt. “I bled for you,” Logan growled, his voice like iron. “Every scar on my body is proof of battles fought for White Claw. I stood when enemies tore at our borders. I stood when wolves turned rogue. I stood when death was certain, and I would stand again.”