Wolverine X Nightcrawler Novels & Stories

I wince in shame as I watch my loved ones fight endlessly to keep me safe, barely managing to dodge out of harm's way while I stand still like a porcelain doll to my detest, wanting to be in the midst of it all and invoke vengeance upon those who seek my very destruction. “Hell to this,” my wolf growls, agitated by the restraint inflicted upon us herself after seeing what we were capable of doing earlier, “-we need to get out there.” With the pair of us growing tired of listening to the pained yelps and howls of my pack, I listen to my wolf’s inpatient words and decide enough is finally enough. While I spin around snappily, I watch as another wolf is dragged away into the mass of violence en

Lucianne whispered angrily but she didn’t have the strength to retract her hand so Xandar held onto it with ease. He smiled sadly but said nothing. Then, he lifted up his own arm, and with his canines, tore his skin there with force. Blood started trickling from his self-inflicted wound. The sight made Lucianne flinch a little. Furrowing his eyebrows in concern, Xandar glanced at Lucianne before he extended one of his claws, and scratched a fine line on her palm. Blood started trickling from that area, and Xandar placed her bleeding palm on his already-healing bleeding arm. Both Lycans and werewolves have quick healing abilities, with Lycans normally healing faster than wolves. In a low but

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.

The two Alpha males grappled with each other, their claws tearing through fur and flesh, blood staining the ground beneath them. In the distance, the battle raged on between Andrew's Lycan army and the combined forces of the Crystal Snow and Winter Moon packs. The sound of wolves snapping their jaws and Lycans roaring echoed through the night. The ground was littered with fallen warriors, the snow beneath them stained red. Xavier, in the midst of it all, was locked in a brutal fight with Raymond. His wolf, Gray, was relentless, fueled by years of pent-up anger and pain. Xavier’s eyes were wild, his mind focused only on one thing: revenge.

But it was a futile attempt to escape the huge Lycan since Lycans were far faster than werewolves. Without warning, Xavier morphed into his imposing half-man, half-wolf form. With a powerful lunge, he tackled the man to the ground. The receptionist’s cry of terror was muffled as his face was pushed into the wet, mossy earth. Xavier held him firmly down; his voice was a menacing whisper. "Tell me where they took her," he demanded with barely contained fury.

This was harder than he thought. “He's not lying Cassie, we are werewolves,” Jim added. “Of course you're in on it, too.” Cassie chuckled sarcastically. But as her tears were drying, she noticed something strange, like freaky fucking strange. Right before her eyes, Jim's wounds started to heal, the claw marks on his cheeks and his busted lip looked as good as new. Even his eye was once again showing its beautiful blue orbs. “NO. FUCKING. WAY!”

He was about to use the weapon to defend himself when the shadow tendrils holding Layla down was torn asunder and a large black wolf tore out with a ferocioud roar. Xavier was thrown backwards with a powerful blow from the black wolf and he landed at the end of the study room. He coughed out blood and with trembling hands, he touched the side of his face where the wolf had struck him. Three bloody claw marks marred his face and blood dripped from the open wound.

He quickly got out of the bed he shared with his Luna and followed his Luna Cara, heading for their son's room. Cara and Dennis are the Alpha and Luna of the Wolverine Pack. Their son Bret was to be the next Alpha after Dennis but he has not transformed yet up until this time making Cara and Dennis decide to keep everything that has to do with their Pack, The Wolverine Pack and their werewolves activities away from Bret in order to keep him safe. They carried on with their affairs secretly waiting on to the time when he would transform.

' He thought. He went closer to it and saw Alpha Xander was there with some other officials. Before they could see Xavier. Xavier hid behind a tree and put off his clothes. He shifted and ran to the war. His wolf was ash grey colored. He was the Theta of the Blood Moon Pack. He was very powerful and ruthless. He saw all the wolves were dead. Almost two hundred wolves were dead. Xavier was shocked about it. He saw a man come to the Lycan from behind and shoved a knife into her hand.

Every surrounding wolf had left that area for them, fearing they would get swallowed by the sharp and merciless display of powers the Alphas were throwing. Vulcan roared as he crashed with Ronan and Xander. Fire met ice again and the wind and flames threatened to tear each other apart. The ground trembled beneath the titans, and the Shockwave rattled the whole battlefield. Vulcan was older than Ronan and Xander and experience came more as an advantage. He easily waved off their attack and took hold of their weak spots as the opportunity came along. Xander was much more relentless than Ronan, swinging his wind attacks in all directions. He has had the reputation of a violent Alpha, just like