X Men Fanfiction Watching Wolverine Origins นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Not even a single bit.” “I don’t need a man, I’m fine.” I muttered straight up but even if I’m to pick I’ll rather go with you than that annoying, freaking very annoying alpha. I rolled my eyes, spilling everything out while he only laughed calmly. “That’s good to know.” He smiled softly, his blue eyes deepening with more color. Xavier was very good looking, it was hardly ever a fact that any werewolf wasn’t good looking. Their build up and hard muscles only made more sense that they all had good looking faces.

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.

“I am not scared of death. Living with the pack, I have seen more people die than any of the doctors in the world. Why do you think my parents sent me this far to study? Living in the pack might bring unity, but it also lures enemies.” At least you have a pack. “Anyway, let’s leave this serious topic aside and go back to the talk most important at hand. Liam.” “I don’t understand you Zay, we are werewolves. We don’t love, we mate. It’s destined for us. So it’s completely useless for one to try and be in a relationship with someone and not end up being each other’s mate. It waste of all the feelings you invest in that person. You are writing your own story of a tragic and heartbreaking ending

"your mate has been dead long ago, why don't you try begging the moon goddess to mate you once again. You know it's difficult to live alone" Lara, a member of the rogue pack and his best friend suggested him. Marcellus looked at her and then sighed. No one will ever understand the pain of losing a mate until one experiences. She was her first love and he lost her in a battle with Picaro pack. They were vicious alphas and betas, a pack of werewolves whom he hated most. And yet they killed a Lycans mate.

Derrick hated Lucas and he always had. As Lucas arrived at "The groove" which was actually the name of their werewolf community, he couldn't help the anxiety that was squeezing at his chest. Even his wolf was feeling it too and it shifted uncomfortably inside of him. He was the next Alpha of the Lucent pack and his choice of a mate was almost as important as breath.

All I had to do was make Xavier believe that Ray had survived, and not only that, but that he had become a werewolf fighting him. "But you said he had changed you, not that you had unwittingly become a werewolf! Remember?" "Yeah... that was a lie within a lie. I don't really know why I said it. I guess I wanted you to feel sorry for me. He scoffs, his face full of self-deprecation. "I have to say Mona, I was pretty fascinated with you. When Xavier moved the pack into the mansion that was so close to your orphanage, the only thing I did at night was marvel at your behavior that I could watch when I could sneak into the other realm. You were always so strong. There was never a moment of weakne

My eyes widened, and I tried moving to Danzo, who held his chest, coughing badly as his expression tightened in pain, but Xavier pulled me backwards, slipped his hand around my waist, and tightened his grip. "Let me go." I struggled, despite wanting to merge my body with him, his touch sending shivers down my spine as I tried not to moan. I was suddenly so sensitive, almost in heat and I understood why. Whenever a she-wolf sees her mate, she automatically gets into his heat, desiring her man's touch to calm her down. It was no wonder my nipples were rubbing against my gown roughly as I struggled, causing delicious pleasures all over my body. "Don't you ever touch what is mine again," Xavier

he muttered, almost under his breath, but I heard every word. I sat up on the bed, smiling down at him. "Wait... so you’re a virgin?" I asked, excitement slipping into my voice. His face turned bright red as he sat up and looked away. Rubbing his face in embarrassment, he quickly stood. "Forget I ever said that," he mumbled. "No way! That’s not something I can forget. That’s actually... adorable," I beamed. I adored him even more for that. Most male wolves lost their virginity before finding their mate—but not Xavier. Even after rejecting me, he had stayed loyal. He had never touched another she-wolf.

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.

He saw a man come to the Lycan from behind and shoved a knife into her hand. The Lycan was howling in pain. When the Lycan turned back to the man, Xavier saw the Lycan clearly. He was stunned. He could not believe his eyes. 'Lu-Luna?' He thought inside his mind. He got angry at the man and immediately jumped on him. The man could not even shift before Xavier killed him. The last bunch of wolves came to them. Alice looked at Xavier. She connected her mind link with him. "Thanks, Xavier."