Wolverine X Novels & Stories

I heard Bazaar. I then know what the dark smoke was. It was wolfbane the substance they discovered to kill and weaken a wolf. The wolfsbane was now causing me difficulty breathing. My eyes run water and my vision became blurry still I didn't close my eyes. My eyes remained half-opened until I saw the dark dust that surrounded us slowly disappeared. When it did everyone within the wall was lying on the floor still and scared. It was not easy seeing them since my vision was still a bit blurry, but there was one image I could see clearly, and that was a white large werewolf that appears to be a she-wolf lying on the ground with a knife in its heart, covered in bright red blood. Bazaar walked ov

" Xavier roared, coming to stand before me. He looks at the wolves behind him and nods. They come forward, growling as they took their fighting stance beside their Alpha. I swallowed. I didn't want war. I didn't want my pack to get hurt. Chris's wolf comes beside me with Eli and Cass on his back. "I will fight to protect my mate. We will fight to protect her. You're not touching a single hair on her head." Xavier sneers, walking forward until he shifts into his huge powerful beast. He growls loudly, sweeping his gaze to his warriors that stood beside him.

The man is determined to protect Karen and help her reach her potential, even if it means facing Nathan himself and destroying his entire black magic power. When Xavier realized that there were only two female wolves left in the pack, not including Karen, he slowly made his way toward them, preparing to welcome his new mate to her new position at his side. Then he felt it, Nathan's aura. It was attacking a fighting she-wolf, his future mate. Xavier wouldn't let that happen. Not if the she-wolf wasn't at full strength to defend herself against Nathan. Besides, Xavier had business with the lowly hybrid. His death.

Weakly her hand reaches up and touches my cheek, her thumb brushing a tear I didn’t realize was falling. A howl of victory reaches the air and the sound of wolves retreating can be heard. I can’t turn my eyes from her. I see a blank look cross her eyes before her eyes flutter close. I pull her to me tighter. I look around frantically for help. I see a now naked Wilder standing over an unconscious but alive Xavier. A pair of wolves run up and grab Xavier from the ground. Faster than I knew a werewolf could move, Wilder is in front of me.

I guess he's on our side? Two of the smaller wolves pounce on me while the two Betas fight each other. Luna tries her best to keep the two wolves away from the women, but we aren’t the best at fighting after years of not training, especially in wolf form and not being at full strength. As Tess said, I may be lucky because I can still shift, but Xander left his mark in more ways than one. Luna manages to kill one of them by biting hard into his neck to the point we feel the cracking of bones, tasting his nasty blood, but the other warrior takes that chance to claw down my back, making both women scream in horror.

Brody breathes out as he fights with my body. "Is it something worse than the usual?" Xavier asks Brody, and I hear him checking the Glock in his hand to make sure it is loaded. "This is not a battle with werewolves. There's no one to shoot, you blood-thirsty fuck," Brody spits out. "My bullets can kill more than werewolves, you unwoke species," Xavier snaps right back at him. "Shit," Brody growls then wraps his arms around my thrashing torso.

“Where’d you learn that?” “High school,” Jake said, slamming it into gear. “Long story.” Tyres shrieked on torn asphalt. The W.R.X. launched. Wolves pounded after them, then one by one peeled off, howls echoing under concrete. At the head of the pack, a scarred she-wolf—taller, broader—snarled, snapping at a male that edged too close. They didn’t follow. They watched. They always watched. Jake tore a glance in the mirror. Nothing but yellow eyes and patient rage.

The more I tried to be strong as his cold eyes rested on me, the more my courage eloped slowly. I peered into his eyes and the darkness in them sent shivers all over me. I shouldn't be afraid of him when my father is also one of the most powerful and I also got my wolf powers, but then, I knew better than to stand in his way. Xander isn't a mere werewolf like every other person. He has three combinations of powers in him. No one would be able to defeat him. "I asked you a question, and you remained silent." He growled, raising his brow as he stepped down from the desk, turning fully toward me.

After that, a different kind of satisfaction came across me. I enjoyed hunting these human hunters, thus, killing 10 werewolves and being the youngest and best werewolf hunter. Rendall killed 8 werewolves which are also not that bad, Quinn is setting poisonous traps and putting some on the bows granting her 4 kills. We make a great team. “Let’s go, Raffi.” I turned and saw Rendall brushing his mid-length hair using his fingers. “Are you going on a date?” I asked him as I scanned his clothes.

she read, "werewolves have been described throughout different parts of the world for centuries. In the last century, several werewolf sightings have been recorded. The werewolf legend has spread across borders, even across seas and oceans. The shapeshifter wolf has the ability to change form at any time. Aggressive energy or anger may increase the likelihood of causing an unintentional transformation, so such shifters are cautioned to practice extreme discipline and self-control. Black and white werewolves, particularly, are also able to maintain the same ability to think consciously and reasonably as a regular human being, no matter what form they take physically." Jamie read the paragraph