Xander From Drawn Together Novels & Stories

A man like Xander usually fights until the bitter end and he doesn’t like not winning. Dante stops rubbing my back and pulls out his mobile from his pants. It looks like he is scrolling. “Hi Xander, Dante here. I’m doing a search on a Drake Edwards right now and I’ll forward the name on to my team.” His voice is stern and in command.

Xander ran up to me excitedly and pulled me in for a hug, twirling me around in excitement. “Come on, Xan, we still need to find something before we can celebrate.” I told him amid giggles and excited cheers as everyone celebrated this little success we just had. From the corner of my eyes, I saw Alex tapping on his phone screen and I wondered if he was warning Vinnie that we were on their trail. Why am I the only one seeing this guy's weird behavior?

Inside, Stacie fumed at Xander but she knew she had to watch her tongue. “What the hell is going on, Xander? What was that all about? Why did you freeze?” Xander didn’t want to tell her he knew she would keep bitching about it if he didn’t. “She’s my mate, Stacie. The girl is my mate.” Stacie froze, just as he expected her to. She couldn’t believe she finally found his mate after all these years and it was because of her. She had helped him find his mate. There wasn't way she was going to let her take Xander away from her. Not after all these years of hard work and trying to keep Xander to herself.

Yet, as the dream hung in the balance, a new figure emerged on the periphery of the moonlit clearing: Xander, the former Alpha of the Red Moon Pack, and also Chastity's mate. In a surge of determination, Xander leaped into the dream, his presence a testament to the unbreakable bond that tethered him to Chastity. The trio—Dylan, Chastity, and Xander—standlocked in a tableau of destiny, the threads of the dream weaving a tapestry that transcended the boundaries of the subconscious.

He said. I smiled, “They're going to make a huge difference, aren't they?” I asked. “Totally,” Xander nodded, giving me a tight hug. “We'll support them all the way.” After lunch, I saw Xander in his office, really focused on something at his desk. Curious, I approached him from behind so that I may see what held all of his attention. I saw amazing drawings on his desk. They showed Kade sleeping and Kaia looking curiously at something outside the page.

"I see, now I understood the bitter look on your face, well, I'm curious about something, did Xenon find out about you being the man from that night?" "As far as I noticed, I'm sure that he guessed it already," Xander replied with a faint smile knowing his nephew's cunning strategies. "If he isn't aware of it, why would he allow me to hear the personal conversation in between him and her regarding her personal life? Though He didn’t say it out, but I could tell he is aware of everything. With the connections he has, it's not that hard for him to find out everything."

I’m startled while I’m sprinkling some paprika on the edges of the plate and over the omelettes. “Who the hell is Drew, and why you got teardrops on your guitar?” Xander asks me with a raised brow and a very serious expression. Resting his one hand on the counter, peering down at me. Wearing only his spiderman boxers. “Timika your eleven, who is this, Drew? I will beat his ass! What’s going on here?” he says. Clearly upset, his brows in a deep frown. I am completely taken back.

If they had really agreed to collaborate, there shouldn’t be this look of confusion on her face. "I don’t see much in it either," Xander said, "But Charles is no simple character. Throwing this big opportunity your way... could he be scheming something?" He still hadn’t voiced all his thoughts. By nature, Xander was more of a scholar, and there were some things he just couldn’t say outright. But Hazel was straightforward, and since Xander couldn’t say it, she immediately summed up his thoughts. ***

I want to finish my work fast. After I'm done, I stretch my body and shake my tired hand. I smile to see the result. "Wow, Cassy, I look alive in your drawing," Xander commented, standing behind me with his hands holding my shoulder. "Does it turn out good?" I asked, looking up at him. He smiled, and I gasped when he kissed my forehead, smiling. "It turns out more than I expected." He said as if he didn't just kiss me while I was blushing.

I stand between the two of them in case things go further south than they already have. “I’ll fucking kill you! How dare you say that about my mate!” Xander screams, his beast claiming his eyes and beginning to shift under his skin. He is actively fighting against Devin to get to Brandon. “Don’t worry about it, Xander. All I am is a fuck boy to him,” Xander thunders. He pushes away from Zak, glaring into his eyes. “To all of them. I’m only any good to them in bed.”