Xayne Xavier The Ironclad Protector Novels & Stories

Only two drives remained: locate and protect his mate at all costs, and eliminate every threat standing in his way. He rose to his full height with deliberate slowness, his long dark hair falling over his face. His burning gaze shifted to Irina, who cowered against the wall. The visible flinch from the omega sent a dark thrill of enjoyment curling through Xavier's chest. The first attacker lunged forward, swinging a heavy blow meant to knock him unconscious. Xavier moved with fluid grace, spinning away from the strike before driving his short blade straight into the man's throat. Hot blood immediately gushed over his knuckles, flowing thickly down his hand and dripping onto the floor in stea

Her heart ached for the child caught in the midst of this deadly web of lies and betrayal, this wasn’t the world a child as young as Damien should be brought up in. Xavier wrapped a protective arm around her. "I just hope they won’t do anything stupid just because I’m no longer there, " His voice hardened with anger then he shook his head as if dismissing the thought. “I know he will be fine and soon, I will get him out…don’t worry,” He said. Halle snuggled closer, offering silent comfort as she knew Xavier mourned the family he thought he had. She wished fiercely that she could have protected him from such pain.

He smiled and replied, “It’s nice to meet you. “Let me introduce myself. I am Garry Duncan, the champion of the International Mixed Martial Arts Competition! Nobody can go against me! “I’ll be the one protecting you from now on! “Rest assured. Nobody can ever hurt you whenever I’m around! “And for your own safety, I’ve decided to protect you twenty-four-seven!” Garry’s eyes were burning with passion. “Until the mission’s complete!” Hana was glaring at Garry with an odd look on her face, then walked forward and said, “Senior, let me handle protecting Miss Xavier instead.”

Xavier is known as the most heartless, heartbroker person in the city. "Xavier stop talking nonsense. Do you have any gifts planned for Grandpa's birthday?" Stanley asked him "I have made a high-tech watch for Grandpa. On the watch, Grandpa not only sees the time, but it will also act as Grandpa's safety device. If Grandpa ever gets into a dangerous station, this watch will immediately send a red signal to you, Duke, and me. Using that signal we can even talk to Grandpa and in times of danger. Also Grandpa can use this watch as a small weapon. There will be no bullets but thin needles will be poisoned and this poison will make anyone sleep for two days . This watch will act as a bodyguard fo

“We protect our own.” Her breath hitched, and for a second, she just stared at me, like she couldn’t believe someone would stand up for her. Then her eyes softened, gratitude shining through. “Thank you… Luna.” I smiled, just a little. “Call me Hannah.” The moment we stepped onto the grass, I felt him. Xavier. His gaze locked onto us like a wolf sensing danger, arms crossed, jaw tight. He didn’t move, didn’t speak, but I felt the shift in him—muscles coiled, scent sharp with protectiveness.

I snapped at him, “You aren’t Captain America, whose duty is to ward off evil from my life. I can do it on my own. Mind it!” My firm tone shushed Xavion in a split second, catching him in a fib. He couldn’t fool me with his lame tricks. But instead of leaving, Xavion kept staring at me silently for a while, as if deciding something. His lips curled up in a wicked up smirk as he raised his brow. “Then your Demrid needs protection, Azlynn!” The frostiness of his tone chilled me to the bones. He warned me dangerously.

“No, Xavier! You’re wrong.” Xavier’s eyes narrowed, his lips curling, fangs flashing as though the very sound of my denial cut deeper than silver. “Am I wrong?” His voice rose, echoing off the cave walls. He jabbed a finger toward Kai, who was still struggling to stay upright, his head bowed, breath hissing through his teeth. “He is bleeding because I put him there. And he should stay there. You have no idea what he really is.” The fury in him, the sheer refusal to bend, tore something inside me wide open. My voice came out raw. “Stop it! Stop tearing him down when all he has done is protect me!”

The next time we would meet, I was sure that he would kill me first before asking questions. This was why I needed a protector. Someone strong enough to get rid of Jonathan for me. Jonathan had Alpha blood in him and with the help of his occasional madness, he would be unstoppable against even the strongest werewolves. But I believed that Lucian would be able to take him down. Which was why I desperately needed him on my side. “Well, I don’t have the time to play bodyguard with you. And as for your thoughts on this matter, I was only being courteous.”

It was part of his very core, part of the very feralness and primal nature that drove him. The scales fell from her eyes. Xavier Michaelson wasn’t a good man with a ruthless streak. He was a ruthless predator who wore the man like a suit. And that made a shiver go down her spine.

My head shot up quickly at Kyle and I was thankful he hadn't pulled the trigger yet, his hands froze as Estelle bent over her Uncle. "We had to treat this, it won't heal… it can kill me" Rex groaned, talking to Estelle. "I'll help" someone said from behind and I saw it was Lex, of course. She was a member of their pack too but turned an Omega back then, she was captured at a young age. She walked fearlessly towards them with a cloth in her hand. She tied the cloth to his knee and helped him up. "Let's go, Irene is waiting, she'll treat him".