登入Elsie’s POV"Enter," the Lycan King's deep voice called out from inside after a long, pregnant pause.I gathered my courage and took a bold step inside the large black tent. The torches were flickering softly, throwing long shadows across the space. The Lycan King was standing by his desk, clearing off various maps and loose parchment sheets.He didn't look up immediately as I approached, his hands moving efficiently. "You came at a good time," he said, his tone flat. "You should be resting, but just quickly pack these remaining files up into the trunk.""Yes, Your Majesty," I replied with a rasp in my voice. I quickly stepped forward to do what he had asked, gathering the scrolls and stacking them neatly inside the iron-bound chest in the corner. When I finally finished the task, I wiped a small bead of sweat from my forehead and turned around to look for him.He was sitting on the edge of his cot, idly fiddling with the laces of a boot."I have finished clearing the desk, Your Majes
Elsie's POV The head healer paused, holding a jar of dried leaves in her hands, before she slowly shook her head. "No," she said, her voice dropping into a quiet tone. "I am not going to tell him. I know what it feels like to wish to do something with your life, and not be able to do it simply because of a circumstance you cannot help."I blinked at her, the fear in my chest loosening just a fraction. "Really?"The woman hummed in confirmation, setting the jar down on a wooden shelf. "I worked as a servant in the royal palace back at the capital for years. I basically helped raise the children of the royal family, but what I really wanted to do since I was a young girl was practice medicine. I could not pursue it back then because people of my low social status would never be accepted by any master healer to be trained."I shifted on the cot, listening closely to the crackle of the stove. "So, how are you a master healer now?"She turned to face me, a soft smile touching her aged lip
Elsie's POV Turns out that our worst fears during dinner were valid. Out of the fifty-two men in our team four, just those two guys who had raised their hands in the mess tent actually knew how to swim well. Well, it was fine in the end because they only asked each team to present three divers for the event. Since we were short on options, I didn't have much of a choice. I would have to join them in the freezing current.We entered the rushing stream with the safety ropes tied tightly around our waists. Back home, I always enjoyed swimming in the warm pack lakes, but this task was on a completely different level. The water was freezing, numbing my skin instantly, and the dark night made it so I could barely even see a foot in front of my face.The two guys from my team and I had to work together to find our assigned dark green stones on the riverbed. We couldn't do it blindly. I motioned for us to link arms for a split second to establish our spacing, and then we fanned out in a syn
Elsie's POV Turns out that our worst fears during dinner were valid. Out of the fifty-two men in our team four, just those two guys who had raised their hands in the mess tent actually knew how to swim well. Well, it was fine in the end because they only asked each team to present three divers for the event. Since we were short on options, I didn't have much of a choice. I would have to join them in the freezing current.We entered the rushing stream with the safety ropes tied tightly around our waists. Back home, I always enjoyed swimming in the warm pack lakes, but this task was on a completely different level. The water was freezing, numbing my skin instantly, and the dark night made it so I could barely even see a foot in front of my face.The two guys from my team and I had to work together to find our assigned dark green stones on the riverbed. We couldn't do it blindly. I motioned for us to link arms for a split second to establish our spacing, and then we fanned out in a syn
Quinn's POV I stared unseeing at the empty entrance of the tent long after the flap had stopped vibrating.Now I was certain that there was a big, undeniable problem brewing inside me. The situation with Liliana and her sudden pregnancy was a minor matter compared to the abysmal thing that was currently happening to my own mind and body. The thoughts that had been running wild through my head while Elias's hands massaged my bare flesh were anything but proper for a King to think about his male squire.Those hands. They had felt so soft and silky against my skin, like the hands of a delicate female, not a warrior-in-training.I frowned, staring down at my desk. Was he just some spoilt kid back at his home pack who never had to do a single day of hard manual labor? But the moment the thought formed, I knew it wasn't true. He didn't seem like a lazy noble at all. From what I had observed, he had never once slacked off on his duties or overslept at dawn like some of the other new recru
Elsie's POV When I finally stepped closer to his wooden desk, my heart was pounding so hard against my ribs I was terrified he would hear it. Actually, I am pretty sure he can hear it but he didn't look up.He just motioned with his hand towards what looked to be a scented candlestick sitting on the corner shelf."Light that," he ordered, his voice low and raspy in the quiet room.I had no idea why he wanted a candle lit right now, but I was definitely not about to question the Lycan King’s choices. I reached for the flint on the shelf, struck it a couple of times, and lit the wick. Almost immediately, a crisp minty scent started to fill the tent, cutting through the smell of leather and ink.When I turned back around to face him, my breath caught in my throat. He was now reclining back in his seat with his eyes half-closed. He looked like the definition of sin. For some reason, his yummy skin had a slight, glistening sheen to it, despite the cool autumn air flowing through the ten
Elsie's POV I could not believe that just happened. My mind was completely blown. I stumbled away from the black tent, my heart hammering against my ribs so violently I thought it might burst through my chest bindings. Of all the millions of male wolves scattered across the territories, how on ea
Elsie's POV It felt exactly like I was walking straight to my doom.All these days, I had been completely consumed by curiosity about the Lycan King, wondering who he was and what he looked like. And now, I was finally going to meet him? Just like that? Face-to-face in his private quarters?I was
Elsie's POV I hit the mud, but my training kicked in before my brain could process the pain. I rolled to the side and recovered fast, getting back onto my feet just as the wolf turned to face me.The rogue snarled wildly, ropes of saliva flying from his bared teeth, and charged directly at me. He
Elsie's POV I crouched behind the dripping brush, holding my breath. I was incredibly thankful that the wind was blowing toward me, working entirely in my favor. If the breeze had been moving the other way, my scent—even muted by the fresh potion—might have given me away.But what the hell was a r







