Xander Wilde Gotham Novels & Stories

He says softly in my ear and a shiver runs through my body. Xander pulls back and I see that his eyes are lighter again. I’ll have to pay attention to the color of his eyes and how deep and gravelly his voice is, so I know who I’m talking to. “Sorry about that. My wolf is quite taken with you. I hope his flirtation didn’t scare you.” Xander says, watching me closely. “No, he seems nice.” I hear that growly sound again, before Xander jerks, cutting it off and rolling his eyes.

A familiar magnetic voice echoed. Following the sound, she saw Xander walking towards them. He was dressed casually, with his hands stuck into his pants. His hair was combed and disheveled making him incredibly attractive. Accompanying him was a shorter man dressed in black. Immediately Val recognized him. He was a divorce lawyer. The best in the business; Andrew Garfield! They crossed paths several times. He was as domineering as Xander. His gruff voice pierced through the silence. " Are you surprised?"

I put the full weight of my Stormriven heritage into a single, sharp slap that echoed like a gunshot through Silverfang Hall. Tristan’s head snapped to the side. The silence that followed was absolute. "What the hell is wrong with you, Xender?" "We’re even now, Tristan. For the slap in the bedroom, for the three years of silence, and for every lie you told yourself about my worth." "Xender... your scent... it’s changing. You’re not just leaving the house, are you?" "I’m leaving the memory of you. If you or your lapdog ever cross my path again, I won't use my hand. I’ll use the full power of the Ghost to erase the Blackmoor name from the maps. Does that stay on topic enough for you?"

A tall and cold figure appeared in front of me. "Drag her out of here. I don't want anyone dying on my turf; it's bad luck," Xander said, his eyes flashing with a hint of contempt. He waved his hand, and the dutiful werewolf soldiers on either side rushed over to grab me and drag me outside.

It is Xander. He is the king of Lycans. One of the most powerful men in the world. He ended lives with just a flick of his wrist. He was known for being ruthless. But this same man had smiled and told me I did a good job when I destroyed his room. Then he renovated it. He pops up in his room randomly, which he pretty much gave up for me, just to check up on me. And so far, he hasn’t done anything I didn’t like.

"Know what, Sharman, you're always right. But trust me, we can't just live in fear and uncertainty because people are fucking dying. We don't know why and it's best we lived in ignorance. It's a burden to live in fear and uncertainty. We are going to live each day like it's our last. We were destined to die anyway." The people around him nodded in agreement and went back to talking like I wasn't just standing there. The girl standing before me smiled. "You are always welcome to the party anyway. You don't need an invite even. Everyone knows that Xander has an eyes for you." Xander. I had totally forgotten that the dude even existed. His father was one of the richest in Willow Town. They came

Alexa p.o.v A wolf hunter! My mind suddenly flashes back to when Xander took the fall for me, those nails that stabbed him on his back were coated in silver. That must be Brett's handwork! Now I get it, he came here to hunt werewolves! His main target is Xander... everyone in the royal family. That's why he is so against Xander! "But how come he's got wolf's scent all over him?" She wonders. "Joyce, do you all know he's a wolf hunter before?"

I was sure about my choice, I just didn’t know how. “I’ll shift for you first Precious, then you, then Wyatt and Alaric will join us,” Xander was calm and I nodded, but you could tell that he was apprehensive about how this was going to go. Xander stepped away from us a bit, winking at me before the loud snapping sounds echoed, and in a matter of seconds he dropped to all fours, long black hair covered him, and he stood as tall as me with those honey-colored eyes locked into mine as he stalked towards me.

“I know you’ve met, Professor Xander already. But allow me to introduce you to the real Xander… Gamma of the Ero’s pack.” My entire body froze as I stared up at Xander who gave me a small smile and a head nod. “It’s nice to officially meet you, Lila,” he said, keeping his head lowered. “The Ero’s pack?” I breathed. “Yes,” my mother said, smiling brightly. “That’s—” “Uncle Drake and Aunt Sophie’s pack!!”

“ Selene got the rogues in her back now. She’s targeting our pack and I don’t even know why.” Thorne chuckles sarcastically and I looked at him. “ What?” he asked. “ You know something,” I figured out because of his smirk. Thorne nodded and look into my eyes. “ A grieving mother will declare a war for her son, right?” he smirked. “ Son?” He nodded and looked at the clear sky above us. “ You didn’t know? Xander was her son. His a half Gibbous, by the way,” he said calmly but it feels like he just dropped a bomb in my face.