Wolverine X Reader Novels & Stories

“It didn’t. It made me feral. I’ve been sleeping with wolfsbane under my pillow for 5 years to stop myself from hunting you down.” Inside, I could hear Liora screaming. “Xavier, don't tell me you are choosing this fat ass over me? She’s not Luna material.” Xavier didn’t look at her. His gaze stayed locked on me. " I tried to stop it. Even back at the room when you called out. When your wolf drew mine out." My chest tightened. Vin kept stirring inside of me as the aching pressed against ribs that had never cracked open. “I should’ve claimed you then,” Xavier said quietly. He reached up, hovered his hand near my face, claws pricking out then retracting. “I should’ve told Alec to back off. I sh

Snowie hops onto the arm of the couch, watching us with big, curious eyes. “I can't believe you're mine. You look like a fairytale.” He mumbles, his eyes flicking all over my face. My tummy rumbles—not from hunger, Jaxon always makes sure I eat. I'm tense, flustered, whatever word to describe this hot, bubbly feeling he's choking me up with. “I can't believe you're mine either,” I exhale, shakily. “You're like the hottest, daddiest man I've ever met in my entire life. You're literally Wolverine. Do you know Wolverine?”

I paused, carefully schooling my expression into that neutral, clueless smile I’d perfected. "Hey… Xavier," I greeted, turning slightly toward him, cane lightly tapping the ground. To everyone else? Just a harmless blind kid bumping into the school’s star athlete. But I wasn’t blind. And he wasn’t just a star athlete. Xavier Blake. Future alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack. The same pack James and I had slipped through two weeks ago during our little unauthorized patrol. The same pack whose beta had been patrolling that night. And… my mate. Xavier approached, careful, as if I might shatter if he got too close. His steps were slow, measured — completely at odds with the raw strength and confiden

I begin feeding her , while still talking to her. “My queen…” I hear the voice that I had been dying to hear ever since I woke up from my unconscious state. My head snaps to the entrance to see a very dirty and sweaty Xavier. Though his face and hands were covered in dirt , and his clothes were soaked with perspiration , I could not help but feel attracted to him. I feel my eyes are latched on to him , it felt so hard to tear them away. I noticed every single detail about him – from the way his chest rose and fell from his rapid breathing , to the tiny droplets of sweat that dripped from the tip of his hair. He was simply a sight for sore eyes , though dirty.

The she-wolf lay beside him, chest heaving, flushed and silent but reaching for him. He stood abruptly. His back to her. His claws unsheathed. The silence stretched She began to rise, adjusting her robe, a faint smile playing on her lips victorious. That smile would be her last. The moment her back turned, Xavier lunged. A blur of motion. A flash of claws. The sound of tearing flesh. Then stillness.

It was a game and nothing for me. But the more I fought it, my body started giving in and soon, I found myself wanting it, yet rejecting it. It was a rollercoaster of emotions and I no longer knew what to feel. The bloody devil started to stir beneath my hand as he awakened from bed and his movements snapped me out of my thoughts. "See, he likes it!" My wolf said cheerfully as she moved our naked bodies closer to Xavier. Then he woke up completely pissed about what was going on.

she shouted again, even louder in my mind, as Xavier whispered the following words in my ear. "What happened tonight wasn’t your fault… I went after you… because I truly love you. I’ve loved you since the first day I saw you, Cassandra, and I would fight an army of shapeshifters if necessary. I’d give my life to save yours, so don’t feel guilty," he said seriously. In a swift movement, Xavier turned me around and sealed our lips once more. "My mate is amazing; he's so manly. Did you see how he took us last night? It was the best sex ever!" my wolf said excitedly, thrilled to finally recognize him. But Xavier continued to stand next to me, watching without showing any sign that he had recogni

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.

Wolves could be so ridiculous, but in this moment, this one was being dangerous. “You know I’m mated to another man. You know what, Xavier? I think you’re the one who has wolf sickness. You need to find another mate before you lose it!” “I choose you!” He jumped forward. I ducked out of the way, and he landed straight on the wooden coffee table. The poor piece crumbled under his weight. The guards rushed inside, but Xavier was an Alpha on steroids. I felt like a mouse being chased by a cat. I hated that feeling. I was stronger than that. I felt it in my bones.

My pants fell off my legs and Lennex licked and sucked at my bare flesh. "We can change back to ourselves midway through sex," I mumbled softly and dropped to all fours and contorted unto my white wolf. I watched Lennex knowing this was all a first for him and it excited me more knowing I'd be his first. Amarok howled excitedly and I licked his muzzle as I rubbed my whole self against the huge beast. He's very big and may hurt if he doesn't take it slowly, Luna warned me. I mind-linked Lennex and told him what my Luna had said. I'll try but Amarok likes to do his own thing, Lennex said in frustration as he bit my neck and got behind me. I gasped slightly at his invasion but soon was panting