X-men React To Wolverine Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“And are the eight of you still interested in following your dead Alpha or would you follow Xavier now?” “We would follow him,” they chorused in fear and scrambled beside Xavier. They got mixed up in the crowd of werewolves pretty soon and Rhea smiled at how well she had solved the problem. “I believe we have had a very successful trade here today, cousin,” she smiled. “I spared your lives and you gave me your sister. However, I would not be so merciful when next we meet.” “I wouldn’t be merciful either, dear cousin,” Xavier replied trying to look tough. Layla and Jimin knew he was scared. Rhea’s super speed was going to put them all at a huge disadvantage.

"Trust me, Leia, I wouldn't have marked you without your consent. My wolf took control and marked you." "I don't know what to say, Xavier, but I'm not angry for some reason. That's weird. I hate it when things or anyone tries to do things without my consent." Xavier's eyes deepened with guilt at my words, but he also studied my expression. I wasn't angry with him. I understood he was grieving and must have lost control of his wolf; it tends to happen.

I didn't want to imagine what Logan was about to do. “Logan moon.” He growled, “You are going beyond your boundary.” “Beyond my boundary?”Logan chuckled. “You seem to be the one doing that?” Both men growled at eachother and their eyes began to glow. “She’s mine.” Logan growled. “She’s my mate.” Xavier groaned. I held my head tightly as I watched both men argue. My head began to spin. “Tell them the truth.” Mom whispered to me. I stared at her and she nodded giving me the assurance that she was with me.

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 say angrily as I feel my claws to come out again, tearing at the blanket. "Everyone out!" Xavier yells to them as they all leave, and he gets to shut the door I've begun to pant, my eyes glowing, I stagger off the bed growling. Xavier watched me from the door. I keep moving towards him, my bones then start to snap, I howl in pain falling on the floor. Xavier growls as he shifts into his wolf, waiting to see what will happen.

The utter lack of a reaction from the Supreme Alpha was the most terrifying thing Xavier had ever seen. Knowing his life was completely forfeit, and driven by the frantic desperation of a cornered animal, Xavier did not beg for mercy. He chose to fight. With a loud, guttural roar, Xavier’s body violently expanded. The fabric of his expensive tailored suit ripped to shreds as thick, dark brown fur erupted from his skin. His bones popped and cracked loudly, shifting his human frame into a massive, heavily muscled four-hundred-pound wolf in a fraction of a second.

My face turned pale as I stood there quietly. I wanted to tell her that this time, I wouldn’t fight her anymore. If she wanted the Luna position, I would willingly give it to her. However, before I could say anything, the scent of cedarwood mixed with blood drifted closer. My breathing instinctively stopped. Then, I slowly looked up at the man who had once consumed my every thought. Xavier didn’t even spare me a glance. Instead, he walked straight to Winnie, his voice carrying a trace of reproach.

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.