X-men React To Wolverine Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Xavier reacts badly? She decided to just get it out of her system, "Uhm...it called me 'mate'. But well...then I ran from there", she mumbled in low voice. She side-eyed Xavier and as expected he was clenching his jaw. "Look, its just dream. It's not like-" but Xavier cut in, "It is something Erica. You wouldn't have dreams about such a wolf...a werewolf who also calls you their 'mate' just like that", he gritted. His nostrils flared a little. Erica placed her other hand on their interlinked one.

With feline grace, she leaned forward and claimed his lips with a hunger that belied the frostiness of their usual exchanges. "Fuck! What the fuck is wrong with you, woman?" Xavier recoiled, his words slicing the charged air between them. There was a ferocity in his tone, mirroring the cold, ruthless edge he carried like armor. But Cathleen was undeterred, her response hanging unspoken in the tension that now thrummed like a live wire through the car's cabin.

Instead, he walked straight to Winnie, his voice carrying a trace of reproach. “You’re injured. You need to return to the tent immediately.” The two of them stood close together, looking perfectly matched. I couldn’t bear to watch any longer, so I turned to leave. “Agnes. Come here.” Xavier’s cold voice sounded behind me, firm and unquestionable. My body stiffened, and I turned back instinctively. At some point, Winnie had left. Xavier wiped the blood from his arm before speaking to me flatly. “Stay by my side until the remaining wild werewolves are dealt with.” After a brief pause, he added, “And stop causing more trouble for me.”

Xavier’s underlings had halted their movements, watching in astonishment as a child dared to confront their boss and even attempted shoving him. Upon his arrival, Xavier was already. in a foul mood, and his aura exuded a menacing and dangerous presence, sending fear rippling through the nearby humans. Even his underlings, despite being werewolves, were unnerved by the intensity of his energy. It was expected that children like Daisy and Liam would be utterly terrified and crying for their mother in this situation. Xavier stood rooted to the spot, his thoughts racing as he met Liam’s determined gaze, an odd sense of familiarity creeping into his mind.

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!”

Jake stares at me, eyes wide, as I wince at the pins and needles stabbing my consciousness. "What's his problem?" he asks worriedly as he takes a step forward to place his hand on my head. Xavier moves his hand away so quickly it almost looks like a blur, his eyes crinkling slightly. "I've done this before," he growled, to which Jake smiled and laughed mischievously. "All right, Tarzan. Don't be so vigilant." I laugh in spite of myself at the comparison, and Xavier's face turns light red, which is a pretty rare expression on his face. I find myself enjoying it.

~Lyra's POV~ “Hmmmmmmph Xavier... Fuck me already.” The words slipped from my lips in a breathless plea, my body still trembling from the intense climax. The bond between us burned hotter than ever, our wolves pressing close to the surface, their howls echoing in my mind as they urged full connection. Xavier’s eyes met mine, dark with primal desire and deep love, the bond pulsing with shared need that made every heartbeat feel synchronized.

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?”

Xylia looked toward the werewolf with a raised eyebrow. “Wow, they really are stupid.” Slyven laughed, rattling the chains on his arms. “What?!?” Vica screamed at them. “You two were all about each other. Mates is what everyone said.” Xylia turned her head toward Vica and glared, moving her hand. Vica screamed again. Her hair was pulling out of her head. Blood started to run down her face. “You dared to come into my family, take my knight. Curse him, then have him hurt me. Break him in a way that he might never come back from. I should kill you, but you are good for something still.” Xylia snarled as she let the woman go.