Wolverine X Cyclops Novels & Stories

The shock rippled through us; he seemed to reveal the identity of the werewolves who had been at odds with him. Moments passed, and the cave was painted thick with trepidation. The Cyclops' next query hooked us harder: "Can they be trusted, Maurice? We may be different but they are also monsters in my eyes." He was referring to us. But his question was interrupted. A sudden hush enveloped the cave, the Cyclops whipping his head around. An ominous presence seeped within our secluded sanctuary, his one eye staring intently at the entrance. There, silhouetted against the dreary cave entrance, stood a figure – Alex, flanked by his notorious vampire gang.

And Xavier's father—I still didn't know his name—was fighting like a man possessed, as if years of cowardice could be erased in a single violent stand. But there were too many of Victoria's wolves. We were going to lose. Xavier screamed, and the sound shattered into a howl that made the entire cavern shake. His body arched backward, and I felt the mate bond surge with power so intense it knocked me into the water. When I surfaced, Xavier was gone. In his place stood a wolf unlike anything I'd ever seen. He was massive—easily twice the size of a normal alpha. His fur was pure silver, shimmering like moonlight on water. His eyes were that same luminous silver, holding intelligence and madness

Xavier wasn't just an old wolf warrior, but he was a cursed Lycan who was cursed to always protect the king, and he only obeys the voice of the Alpha king Ray. Alpha Felix stared at the wolf who stood in front of him, he made an attempt and jumped up to his face and used his fangs and canines on him. But Xavier carried him like he weighed nothing and hit him hard on the ground, and all the bones he had broken. Xavier bent down and used his canines and dig out Felix's eyes, and the whole pack shouted in agony. Slowly he snapped off his neck and Alpha Felix shifted back to his human form without his head.

Protecting the Luna was their priority and as they said, they would gladly give their lives to protect her. The battle began. The black wolves clashed against the lycans in hot combat. Xavier and Tabitha were not left out. Xavier was fueled with rage as he remembered how Cassie was brutally murdered and he swore there and then to avenge her death. Tabitha on the other hand had a personal vendetta against Andromeda for taking Anderson away from her and for turning Jayden into her slave. Her eyes burned with fury as she slashed her claws into the bodies of the black wolf, ripping their guts out. The wolves turned to dust as they died. Xavier let himself go and he entered the god mode. His eyes

“We end this together.” With a swift nod, they both shifted into their wolves. Xavier transformed into a powerful grey wolf with glimmering eyes that held the intensity of the storm within. Arianna’s wolf, Aurora, burst forth in a whirlwind of silver and white, her coat shimmering like moonlight, fierce and ready to fight. The air crackled with energy as they stood side by side, preparing to face Andrew. The sounds of clashing metal and the roars of other wolves filled the chamber, but all that mattered was the confrontation ahead.

It was the first time in twelve hundred years I'd seen vampires and wolves fighting on the same side. But it wasn't enough. The humans had superior numbers, superior weapons, and superior planning. More wolves fell. More were collared and captured. Dr. Vex walked through the battlefield like she was strolling through a park, completely confident in her victory. Xavier saw a soldier aiming a large weapon at Thelma. Without hesitation, he threw himself in front of her. The sonic blast hit him full force. Xavier's scream of agony cut through every other sound. He collapsed, his body seizing, unable to move.

I had the chance to destroy the plant when I had the opportunity and I had selfishly chosen to save my life instead of millions of wolves. "You have nothing to apologize for Chris. You're right to think the way you do. If I was in your position, I would think the same." I whispered. "Now that we know the wolfsbane whoever is targeting the pack is perhaps Aurora's wolfsbane, we must find a cure quickly. Just in case whoever decides it is time to strike again. We- Suddenly Xavier stops and his eyes get foggy. His canines emerge, sharp and pointy as he snarls at whatever news he was receiving from the mind link.

Stumbling for a second, William resisted the urge to cradle his aching head and quickly struck the vampire on the gut before it could step away from his range. Meanwhile, on the other side of the room, with a frightening show of speed and strength, the Cyclopes and the werewolf wrestled and slammed against each other violently, causing everything around them to rattle and break–that is, until the werewolf suddenly opened his maw and clamped down hard on the Cyclopes’ meaty shoulder before brutally tearing the skin out in a macabre display of blood, spit and flesh flying around them. Then his thick claws buried deep into the Cyclopes skin before slicing through the Cyclopes chest down to its

The combination of fierce alpha blood, wide shoulder, washboard body, and sharp face might have been a drooling material for women but a threat to an opponent–specifically Xavier. Soon, at least a dozen of Draven's fighters showed up at the ground, each attacking Xavier at their will. Xavier was not as weak as they thought. He put up an impressive fight but when more fighters showed up, he shifted to his wolf form– a dark blue, almost black with green eyes. Snarly fangs flashed at them in a growl and waited for their attack. They too, shifted to wolves. Xavier tackled a wolf that pounced on him, biting the wolf's leg and another at its rib. His paw slashed through countless wolf's faces, lea

Dark Xavier (smirking): “They want you to be noble. But we know what power really costs.” Xavier (snarling): “You’re not me.” Dark Xavier: “I’m what happens when you stop pretending you can save both her and the world. When you decide the world isn’t worth her tears.” Xavier (tense): “You think I’d burn it all for her?” Dark Xavier: “You already would. All that’s left is for you to admit it.” A blade forms in Dark Xavier’s hand, shaped like the chained wolf. Xavier draws his own. They clash in blinding sparks. Blow for blow, fury for fury. At the climax, Xavier disarms his double and presses a dagger to its throat.