Wolverine X Novels & Stories

Never given the chance to come into her own, Celeste becomes glad to find a pack in which she can be a normal wolf, for a change Xavier: He/Him: Loving, strong-of-mind, and protective, Xavier has always wanted a mate to complete his feeling of family. Already with a strong love for his family, of blood relation or not, Xavier is willing to do anything to help his family stay safe and grow as individuals or as a whole. Worldly in a way of exploration, Xavier carries a brain of vast knowledge that always strives to know or see more

Accompanied by his Beta and warriors, Xavier forged ahead in their wolf forms. After what felt like an eternity, the woods gave way to a clearing. In the heart of it stood the coven. Xavier's eyes narrowed, a feral determination etched on his face. Without a word, he signaled his warriors, and they moved as one, a force of nature descending upon the coven.

“Why did you lie to me? I was faithful. I would never have thought of going against your orders. But, now I see no reason why I shouldn't.“ Xavier's wolf was awakened within him as his anger clouded his reasoning. He felt himself tearing apart again, as he transformed into his wolf form—a large white wolf. “What are you doing!“ Conal roared. Xavier pounced on him as they both fought their way till there was no movement from Conal. Xavier pushed away his body. “Kill the master…,” Xavier's wolf instructed, “…and you shall be greater than he is” Xavier confronted Pablo, who'd begun to hover around the room.

Isabelle yelled. “Relax, Belle…” Xavier replied, although he seemed calm, Isabelle could feel the adrenaline coursing through him. But then before the werewolves landed on the ground, Cole watched through the collimator lens of his gun, as the iron bands around their necks suddenly loosened and broke off. Cole grinned and redirected his focus to Xavier. One of the werewolves was way ahead of the other and was about to pounce on Xavier when his band broke. Xavier half shifted, leaped with his paw held forward, slammed the Were directly in the middle of the chest with the heel of his paw, and without letting him retreat, slam him to the snow-dusted ground.

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

He spoke: "I know you are confused about a lot of things: you have been given a gift by the Oracle- you are now a werewolf but your mind is yet to adapt to your new abilities. You will experience heightened senses, a burning anger, and a fearful hunger. Under a full moon, your abilities will increase but so will your desire for blood. Eventually, you will learn to control this but for now you need to be careful let's the beast in you destroy what you cannot restore"

It was not a normal thing for werewolves to get burials with the exception of the alpha and Luna, but a lot of brave warriors that contributed wholly to the pack were gone. On the night of the attack, while Ash was tucked away in Violet's arms, Xavier had entered her room. She felt his strong aura and peeked through her lashes to see him staring at her from the door in the dark. She remembered how emotionless his face was after thinking how he would become angry with her. Also the way his eyes stared pointedly at her, and even though hers was barely open, they both knew they were aware of each other.

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.

Drawls angrily “Except …,” laughs coldly with an evil smug. I fixed my gaze on the movement of my claws, sniffed in the air “I can smell blood! … Fresh, blood” whispered My wolf Perry leaped and growled in excitement. He loves the idea of snatching! Killing! And Taking over! “Xavier… Xavier” I ran my claws through the emblem on the…, A dark chuckle escaped my lips “The mighty man of the Moonrozik Pack, second in command to the almighty Alpha Luther. You…just surrender fool. If not … well—I can’t wait to lift your jaw with the tip of my claws and watch you wimp in fear like a nervous pup.” Laugh coldly.

2020 Date completed // 07.04.2020 ~ A/N: Hello! I just wanted to say that 'Xanthe's Angel Wolf' is extremely light. Showcasing only the fluff of the love story of the main characters. So, if you're looking for some dark and action werewolf stuff, this is not it. Thank you for giving my story a chance, I appreciate the support. Happy reading!