Wolverine Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The last wolf looked around in fear at the unknown mist, probably thinking it was my mother causing it, and ran away. In her rage, my mother tore apart the wolf that took her second chance mate before the smoke started pinning her down and it threw her against the tree. At that moment, I heard a small growl and Lunar looked behind me as we both saw a man with purple eyes. I knew him, but I didn't know where from, and I couldn't remember from were. I started to attack him, but Lunar still held control and she seemed to trust him for some reason. He looked on at me as we watched Xavier emerge from the smoke, covered in his white robe.

"Wolverine doesn't wear a shirt and has metal claws. Isn't he also a wolf?" Damon laughed at what I said, even though I wasn't making a joke. I got to my feet and faced Damon. "Wait a minute, I'll just go check on Granny," I told Damon. He nodded, so I left my room. DAMON I closed my eyes because I was still trying to stop touching Ady. I clenched my fist to keep it from shaking. I can still hear the heavy rain coming in from outside. Every time it hits the roof, I can feel its strength.

His eyes lifted with hope. “I’ll let you have the journal as long as you need to treat your father, but I want it back when you’re done. For a written agreement that you will stay as far away as you can from me, you will never try to bring me back here claiming I'm a member of the pack or try to take anything or claim anything from me. If you do that, I will be able to submit a complaint to the werewolf council or take matters into my own hands.” My grin was so wide I could feel my cheeks heat up. He was clearly taken aback by my conditions.

His best friend's wolf was standing guard in front of his mate, he was hurt but that didn't decrease the resolve in his eyes to protect his mate. The number of dead rogues were almost three dozens, and most of them were unrecognizable. There were still lots of rogues surrounding them but it wasn't a big deal to Xavier. "Save my sister, leave them to me" Xavier mindlinked Shane (Raymond's wolf) Xavier growled loudly and joined the fight, he didn't give any chance for the rogues to recover from the shock of his growl before he starts ripping them apart. Shane bowed respectfully before shifting back to his human form, Raymond carried his injured mate and ran off to safety.

She run together with Xavier, staying by his side, just as he wanted. Just as they rounded the corner, a muddy brown wolf jumped on Xavier, throwing him back in the process. Laureffaine's wolf jumped unto the wolf pinning Xavier down as she sinked her canines into it's neck, biting deep. She teared the flesh and spat it out, not wanting the foul taste of the Rogue wolf's blood to stay in her mouth. It fell limb on Xavier's wolf. Xavier's wolf jumped up, throwing the Rogue wolf's body off him as he and Laureffaine's wolf run into the Allison Forest.

I could see lights surrounding me too. And then, it happened. I could feel my body change. My skin began to ripple, my bones shifted, and my face changed. When it was done, I was no longer a human. I was a beautiful white wolf with blue eyes. My fur was velvet-like and without stain. I looked elegant as I stood before everyone. I was scared, but Alpha Solomon was there. He put his hand on my head and said, “You are a powerful werewolf now. You have been healed and made stronger. You are no longer the person you were when I found you. I changed you and I will change your destiny”

“This prophecy is known only to the upper echelons of Eclipse Pack, who believe it suggests that the merging of the bloodlines that divided Moonshadow and Eclipse will produce a new werewolf with extraordinary powers. Because of this, almost all the alphas of Eclipse Pack since the prophecy have openly or secretly had a lover from Moonshadow Pack, though none of the resulting children have shown any special abilities.” I suddenly saw where this was going and had to swallow down the bile the realization brought. “You think Elroy had sex with me to make this new werewolf?” I asked. Iris would not, perhaps could not, meet my eyes. Ines POV I wasn’t sure why, exactly, that while Luna Olivia was

The armies kept trying and when they were not able to make a scratch at the two beasts, they decided to retreat, but they could not as Iron was already alive, and he was standing by the road, where stood as the only road they were supposed to pass, he stood and forceful pulled out the last arrow by his chest, and just as said by the priest, the arrow wounded his heart, and that turned around and made him love violent always. He was more than a werewolf his eyes were blazing like fire, the little girl now a dragon, had wing, she must have been a dragon before, and many that went toward the exit were burnt by the fire, the warriors tried all they could, but their strength was not enough, and j

Their mate bond made him immune to such tricks, but the blatant disrespect made his wolf bristle. "Mama?" Luna tugged at Maya's shirt. "Lady has bad magic. Like the nurse who tried to take Axel." That got Cassandra's attention. Her eyes narrowed at Luna, then widened at Axel. "So it's true. Two wolf-druid children. My, my, Blaze. You have been busy." "State your business and leave," Ghost stepped forward, hand on his weapon. Cassandra smiled, all teeth. "Business? Can't a girl visit an old flame? Reminisce about wild times before he got himself tied down with a mate and cubs?"

The next shift was a hunting party. I chased the puck into the corner, and suddenly, two of the largest Thunderhawks were there, boxing me in, aiming to destroy me against the boards. “Heard your sister is doing well, Cross,” one of them, a winger with dead eyes, muttered, slamming his body into mine. “Pretty girl. She’s probably worried sick about you. Wouldn’t want anything… unexpected to happen on the way home, would you?” The reference to Alex, the clear, taunting threat, ignited the wolf’s protection instinct. The control I had been maintaining snapped, not into a full shift, but into a blinding, temporary surge of pure, animalistic strength.