Welcome to my Victor Creed Fanfic. Any and All X-Men characters do not belong to me, all but those not part of the Universe such as Sylvia and Mr. Sokolov as well as any added characters are mine. This is only for entertainment purposes as I wanted to dabble and explore a little on Victor. I wanted to see if I could have one woman finally tame the beast within him, be his partner in crime.

Please enjoy, let me know what you think.

And of course this story is only for the mature 18+ and older, underage please leave as it will have graphic mature sex scenes

-I had to revise a little bit, apparently the characters have taken over the reigns and now has me changing it up some, its not too much-

It was perfect. Her grandmother's small cabin nestled in the forest away from humans was what she called her little slice of paradise. Turning off the engine, Sylvia pulled out the keys out of the ignition and stepped out of her black jeep, grabbing her heavy duffle bag, she locked the jeep and headed up the porch steps.

After so many years she had kept it in perfect condition and sadly after the passing of her grandmother she had returned from finishing her PhD in computer science and coding at Harvard. Thankfully, she worked from home, coding and making her own programs selling them to the top buyer so she barely needed any human contact whatsoever.
Not that they accepted her willingly, her grandmother's tribe had abandoned them when her mother had died during childbirth, her father died from the grief of losing his beloved wife, leaving the newborn an orphan.

Her grandmother had decided to give her the name Sylvia; a name of Latin origin meaning forest. As a child she was shunned by her appearance. Her hair was as black as night, turning shades of blue in the light, her eyes were a glossy silver color and her skin as pale as the snow that fell covering the ground in a blanket of white; black spots ran down the sides of her neck, shoulders, torso, and legs, the exact markings of a Snow Leopard.

She was born a mutant, another reason why her parents Gypsy Tribe shunned them, they wanted her gone or dead, either way her grandmother in turn left with the unwanted orphaned and raised her in this very cabin.
A cabin built by a stranger; a stranger with bright blue cat eyes. That very stranger had cared for her nanna till the day she passed. She never knew his name; all she knew was his blue eyes that she remembered.

Her nanna indeed passed at the time when she was taking her finals. She had everything pre-planned. Afraid that it would be a distraction, her nanna made sure she got the letter after Sylvia had finished the term. A letter informing her of the aggressive cancer and her untimely death.

Sylvia mourned and returned to Winchester and remained indoors in her nanna's room, buried under her covers that smelled like her. She waited and waited for the stranger to show up and show her, her burial site. But he never came, and Sylvia was forced to head back to school. It was a distraction that she needed.

Sighing Sylvia walked up to the large oak door and, took out her keys, unlocking it she stepped into the cabin, closing the door behind her and locking it in place, she turned and flicked the switch on.

The walls were made of pure stone, one each side stood beautiful hand-crafted marbled tables, stairs led up to the second floor, which held the training room, two bedrooms, and office. Leaving her duffle bag at the end of the steps, Sylvia made her way down the small corridor which led into the grand living room, a huge fireplace stood in the center, with a flat screen tv over it and a set of leather black living room couch set, to the left was the grand kitchen, the island bar separating the living room and kitchen. The kitchen was designed in pure black marble, with two enormous walk-in freezer, fridge, and pantry. Turning to the right in a cozy corner was from ceiling to floor stood a bookcase that was filled with books.

Turning she headed back into the foyer and grabbed her bag, making her way upstairs, she past the office and training room and straight toward the master bedroom. The room was large and cozy, in the center stood a king sized bed that wasn't too high nor too low, at the far left of it was a large window where she could sit and enjoy a good book while staring out into the forest surrounding her property, on the other side stood a grand office desk, heavy curtains hiding the windows, Sylvia made her way to the walk-in closet, she already had her clothes and shoes organized with the closet, she just needed to set up the rest of her things.

She went ahead and grabbed a shower, dressing in a white knitted off the shoulder sweater and black jeans, she accompanied her attire with black combat boots.
Now she was back for good and at some point she knew the stranger would return.

She had an hour before she met with her buyer on her new program not knowing that she would be encountering and grabbing the attention of one such deadly and dangerous beast.

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He was more beast than man. Standing at seven feet tall, his build was nothing but pure muscle and sinew, his long thick blonde golden hair, hung loosely over board wide shoulders and down his powerful back, sharp blue eyes were more beast than man as he walked over to the double doors of the fancy five star restaurant, walking in where a thin man with sleek gray hair dressed in a penguin was behind a podium.

He could feel the stares on him and as soon as the small man looked up, he could smell the stench of fear, which cause the edge of his lips to lift in a sinister grin, showing off sharp teeth. With his height and muscled physique Victor stuck out like a sore thumb. Women looked at him with a look that held fear but begged him to fuck them right where they stood, men looked on with fear and jealously.

The smaller man cleared his throat, with a slight shake of his hand he fixed his thin-rimmed glasses

"Mr. Creed, Mr. Sokolov is waiting for you, p-please follow me"

His blue eyes which held so much beauty, held so much danger and death in them, looking around the grand restaurant he released a loud growl, startling the room. Releasing a low chuckle at the smell of pungent fear that filled his nose, he followed the little man to a secluded section, stopping at the table facing Mr. Sokolov.

"Ah…Victor come have a seat…I'm sure you saw to the problem?"

Victor bared his sharp teeth as he stood standing, he did not like small talk, but before he could release a low growl it hit him.
That sweet scent of pumpkin that reminded him of fall hit him, like a freight train causing him to lose his composure, his head snapped toward the direction of that sweet smell. That alone had his cock hard and weeping.

The sweet smell called to him, to his beast and only one word came across

"Mate"

She was breathtakingly beautiful in all his years alive; he had not seen anything more beautiful than what he was seeing now. She was like him a mutant, but she reminded him so much of a Snow Leopard.
When realization hit him. It was her, it was Kezia's granddaughter and she was all grown up.
He could sense that she did not like being here as much as he did.

He realized that Mr. Sokolov was still talking

"Your funds have already been transferred, it was a pleasure doing business, I will be sure to be in touch if there are any more problems, I need eradicated"

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Sylvia walked into the five-star restaurant but froze the moment she got a waft of a very powerful intoxicating scent, it was male, the scent reminding her of the forest, dirt, rain, leaves, and the spiciness of pine. It almost had her purring as she felt her core clench. Her mind going foggy and hazy with need. She almost thought she was going into heat, but she knew that it was the beginnings of September.
Clearing her throat Sylvia blinked as she forced herself to stop at the podium just as an elderly man looked up,

"I'm here for Mr. Sokolov…"

"Ah…yes…he at the moment is in a meeting"

"I was told to arrive at six, I am here at six, maybe you should tell him to cut his meeting short" Sylvia said sternly

She did not want to be here any longer than she should and now with that intoxicating interfering with her senses, she knew she had to get out as soon as possible as she felt herself go into the early stages of heat. Luckily, she took out a small vial, popping the cork open and putting the small vial to her lips she threw it back, swallowing the bitter contacts, before replacing the cork.

It was an old remedy that her grandmother made for her to help with the heat phases, she would go through. It helped to block out her scent to any other males that she was in heat as well as remove all discomfort that came with it.

She wanted to meet in town, but Mr. Sokolov insisted on meeting here and now here she was. She already felt the stares of people.
Years of being an outcast and the main cause for all the pointing and whispering caused her to have some disdain for humans.

"Very well…follow me"

As they headed to a secluded part of the restaurant Sylvia spotted him. A beast of a man towering at least seven feet in height and built like a tank, bulging muscles stretched across a green long trench coat with white fur edges. Waist length golden hair draped like a silken waterfall.
He was a mutant like her, it was his scent that called to her and if it wasn't for her the elixir that she had taken she would have pounced on him like an angry she devil ready to be rutted. Though she felt that it was something much deeper, when the one word whispered across her mind

"Mate"

The moment that word whispered through her mind and passed her lips; the tall male snapped his head toward her direction, giving her a view of powerful sharp, features, forbidden features that were Angelic yet deadly, side burns caressed his powerful strong jaw that could cut glass and his blue eyes which reminded her of the ocean gave a deadly glow. His vertical pupils grew into thin slits as he stared intensely at her.

It was those eyes that had her in a trance, those were the same blue eyes she remembered so vividly when she was a child and she spotted him in the forests watching her as she played outside with the wolves who were passing through.
It was the stranger who had taken care of her and her nanna.

The voice of the slim man broke the spell

"Mr. Sokolov…Ms. Hearn"

Sylvia turned to a handsome looking man with black hair that was sleeked neatly back, he wore an expensive black suit as he looked up with emerald green eyes.
Sylvia knew about Alexander Sokolov a Billionaire Playboy. He was a handsome devil, but he was not compared to the golden devil standing at seven feet in height. If Lucifer had an image, the beast standing a few feet from her would be the perfect description of the fallen Angel.

She could see that familiar look in Mr. Sokolov's emerald gaze, and it was an all too familiar look that she got from men who wanted to share their beds. She held off from rolling her eyes and suppressing an inward groan as she scented his immediate arousal causing her to scrunch her nose.

She heard a low growl emitting from the massive beast standing not too far off from her. From what she learned from her grandmother and reading up on mates was that males were extremely over possessive and overprotective, so much as a wrong look and they would not hesitate in ripping their opponents or threat to shreds.

Was this the reason her nanna never told her about him because he was her destined mate?

"Ms. Hearn it brings me great joy with your presence…please join me"

Sylvia cleared her mind, she would have to investigate it later, she had millions of questions for the stranger standing beside her as she got into business mode

"I'm sorry Mr. Sokolov I'm on schedule, I've come to give you the drive, which holds my program…I expect the funds to it in my account no later than two hours from now"

Mr. Sokolov chuckled as he stood to his full height, though compared to the man beside her, he was nothing, buttoning his suit

"A woman that goes straight to business no if or buts about it. I do love that in a woman. But I must insist that you have a seat and have a bite to eat. The salmon here is to die for"

This time she turned to the beast of a man, before returning her silver gaze back to Mr. Sokolov

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Victor could smell the stench of the pathetic human's arousal and his instincts wanted to rip him to shreds as he released a low grumbling growl within his chest. Years he enjoyed killing, booze, and fucking any woman that came across.
He was not one to settle for only one woman, he heard of mates yes from some of his comrades who were mated themselves. He only laughed, it would take a very special and unique female to tame his beast and quench his thirst for blood and sex.

And yet here she was, such a small package he doubted could tame that very fire, though it would be interesting to find out as he noticed that the little white kitten was a little firecracker, seeing the annoyance in her beautiful features as she turned to look up at him before returning her gaze to the human.

Than again she was Kezia's granddaughter and if anyone could tame his beast it was her.

She took out something from her bag, it looked like a disc drive as she placed it on the table and slid it toward him.

"I'm not part of the offer. I expect the funds in my account in two hours Mr. Sokolov, your people are more than welcome to check it. If I do not see the funds before midnight tonight, I have the power to destroy this drive from my office and my business will no longer be available to you, I'm sure your competitors wouldn't see a problem with taking up my offer"

At that moment Mr. Sokolov's smile disappeared

"I don't take to kindly to threats Ms. Hearn and I'm not a man you want to say no too"

Sylvia's eyes turned to his goons who gave her disturbing grins, at that moment her eyes glowed

"And I want to be clear Mr. Sokolov that I am not one for whom you want to fuck with. You want my services take it or leave it but don't waste my fucking time, I'm not like those brainless idiots who will willingly spread their legs for you at first glance, send your men after me and I will personally make sure to send their still beating hearts in a wrapped box at your doorstep while I pull out their long intestine, wrap it around their necks and hang them up on the trees of my property while I watch as they strangle to death."

At that moment, her teeth lengthen, and her nails were long talons as she slid the disc toward him

"And just so you know I will enjoy feeling their blood oozing between my fingers as I listen to their screams of agony like one of Beethoven greatest masterpieces"

At that moment Victor bellowed a laugh, she was indeed Kezia's granddaughter and made perfectly for him. That sharp tongue and spark of anger was equal to him. She was bloodthirsty when the moment called for it.

She turned to him for a moment before returning her gaze back to Mr. Sokolov, enjoying the bit of fear going through his gaze.

"Two hours from now…"

She growled, standing she spun on her heel and headed out.

Victor enjoyed watching the vein in Mr. Sokolov's head throb, now that his business was complete, he had all the time to return to the cabin and claim her his.

Sylvia slammed her door shut, growling, she wanted to rip that bastards throat out. She only wanted to sell her programs and live in peace. But men always thought with their dicks instead of their brains and always made it difficult. She only hoped that Mr. Sokolov did not send his goons after her because she intended on keeping her promise.

Starting the engine, she drove out of the parking garage, passing the restaurant, when she spotted him. He had a grin on his wickedly handsome features that spoke volumes.
He intended on claiming her, narrowing her gaze, she knew that he would return to the cabin. She drove off wanting to be away from the city and the people.

She could see it in his eyes, he was more beast than man, his soul and heart black as night with no room to love anything or anyone, only the love to hunt his pray, capture it, torture it, and kill it.

Question is would she let him?

Would she let that savage beast claim her?

Would he let her in?

Is it possible for a beast to love?

Let me know what you think I take all criticism. Also check out my Predator Fanfic.
Thanks!

Sincerely,

Le Chat Noir333