Wolverine Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I can’t close the wound properly or heal our sight as long as the wolfsbane is in the wound! A wolf and a lycan quickly join us. Naveah recognises the wolf as Elise, so I presume the Lycan is her mate Rover. My vision is getting blurry and I notice that Naveah’s footing isn’t very steady. The wolfsbane is entering our system from the wound. I hope we can make it to the medical tent without passing out. If I pass out Rover will have to carry me or Cooper will have to shift back. Making us even more vulnerable than we currently are.

I gritted my teeth and clenched my fists, vowing to not let Alpha Zain and Caleb win. I would find a way to escape, find my mate Willow, and together, we would work towards ending the feud between werewolves and Lycans. It was a tall order, but I knew it was the only way to ensure a future where both species could thrive and co-exist. Where myself and Willow can love each other without opposition

He bared his sharp teeth, his gravelly voice cutting through the silence. Rohan, a lone and ruthless rogue wolf, stood at the edge of a cliff, his eyes fixed on the night sky. The full moon illuminated his rugged features, revealing the weight of memories etched on his soul. He was lost in the past, reliving the fateful day when his family was banished from the Moonstone Pack by Ryder's father, Alpha Damien.

Thane focused inward, seeking the voice of his wolf, Lunos. Instantly, images flooded his mind - vivid, primal, and clear. River's wolf, Selene, appeared before him, a majestic gray form that radiated strength and wisdom. Lunos responded, a strong, golden presence that resonated deeply within Thane. The two wolves communed, sharing instincts and trust in a way that transcended words. River's eyes locked with Thane's, and he saw a deep understanding there. "Our wolves are aligned," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "Through heart, soul, and mind."

Let Karen, who was also a hybrid, do the same. As the sun moved across the sky, Xavier noticed the dwindling number of she-wolves as the time to claim his future mate approached. There were only three left, and who knew? Karenina, the hybrid, was one of them. The girl wasn't fighting at the moment, but the two remaining she-wolves were, and Xavier thought it was possible that the winner of the two fights between the two she-wolves would be his mate. But it turned out that he was wrong.

he shouted out at full volume, which got everyone to stop. “Alpha Xavier, we were attacked by Felix and his pack. They severely wounded several of our members while his pack took Luna Saphira by force. They knocked her unconscious so she would stop fighting,” Dawn, a young Gamma werewolf, explained. Xavier snarled and punched a wall, thus putting a good-sized hole in the nearby wall, which caused everyone nearby to jump. “Why wasn’t anyone with her?!” Xavier shouted.

He didn't really understand, but had heard something about Wolverine. ''The Wolverine Clan is the same as the Jaguar Clan, Tiger Clan, Honey Badger Clan, and Wolf Clan. They are dignified and brave. The Wolverine Clan is only slightly weaker than the Wolf because, unlike the Wolf, who lives in groups. Wolverine is more like a Jaguar, Tiger, or some other large predators that are solitary, a loner. Because their body size is much smaller than other great predators, the echo of their greatness is not more lively. Is that like that Halvir?'' Hans said to confirm his words with Halvir.

With a ferocious snarl that shook the dust from the rafters, Draven launched himself across the space, tackling Xavier to the ground just as the gun went off, forcing the bullet to stray wildly into the ceiling. Xavier didn’t hesitate either. As he hit the concrete, his own bones cracked and shifted, his body morphing into a large, ash-gray wolf. He snarled, snapping his jaws shut around Draven’s shoulder, and the two apex predators crashed into a stack of metal containers, initiating a brutal, bloody brawl.

Three days after Nyra's retreat, the smell of fire awoke me. Not the cozy type. These are hardly the "curl up with hot cocoa and your possessive werewolf mate" kind of conversation. No, this was smoke and ash, and it set off alarms in my spine. I pushed off the covers, ignoring Levi's arm thrown across me like a clingy golden retriever. "Levi," I snapped. He grumbled. "You are gleaming. Come back to bed." "I smell fire." He was on his feet before I even said the word fire. Seconds later, Rory stormed into the room. "Southern border of the territory." A rogue set fire to the hunting range. "We are evacuating the east watch." "Blackclaw?" Levi asked, pulling on jeans and yanking a shirt over h

His words struck sharp, each one laced with accusation. I bit my lower lip before admitting to everything — well, almost I just made sure to talk about the things that I knew would interest him like Lennox's abilities. “And… there’s a parallel world,” I finally admitted, my heart racing. “That's where all the werewolves are. Lennox took me there once, but I have no idea how we got there. It happened too quickly.” His eyes narrowed, suddenly sharp and calculating. “A parallel world?” he echoed slowly. “What do you mean?”