Alle Kapitel von The Lycan king's Claim : Kapitel 91 – Kapitel 100

Emilia's POVThe morning of our departure arrived sooner than expected.Before sunrise, the Willowbrook campus was already bustling with activity.Students gathered outside the academy gates, waving blue and silver flags.Some held handmade signs that read:Bring Home the National Title!Willowbrook Believes in You!I tightened my grip on my sports bag as I surveyed the scene."So many people came to see us off."Wesley smiled."They're proud of you.""Our team," I corrected.He chuckled softly."Always thinking of everyone."Coach Harrison approached with a clipboard in hand."The bus departs in five minutes.""No one is to be left behind."Kael yawned dramatically as he boarded."I barely slept."Liam laughed."That's because you packed three times.""I wanted to be prepared.""You packed enough snacks to last a month.""They're emergency provisions."Everyone laughed, and the tension eased almost immediately.---The journey to the National Sports Complex took nearly four hours.Th

Emilia's POVThe stadium fell into complete silence.Thousands of spectators fixed their attention on Court Three.One game.That was all that separated Willowbrook Academy from its first victory at the National Championship.Mason Carter stood behind the baseline, the tennis ball resting in his palm.He bounced it once.Twice.Three times.Then he smiled."Let's finish this properly."Wesley twirled his racket."I wouldn't have it any other way."The umpire lowered his hand."Play."Mason's serve exploded across the net.It was every bit as powerful as before.The ball raced toward my backhand.I shifted quickly and met it with a controlled return that landed deep inside the court.Ava charged forward immediately.Her volley was sharp and aggressive.Wesley intercepted it with a composed forehand.The rally began.Ten shots.Fifteen.Twenty.Neither team yielded an opening.Each exchange drew increasingly louder applause."They're incredible!""This is only the first round!"Coach Ha

Emilia's POVThe morning sun cast a golden glow over the National Sports Complex as Willowbrook Academy gathered for its final practice before the quarterfinals.The courts were already busy.Every remaining academy had begun warm-up sessions.The atmosphere felt different now.There were only eight teams left.Every player understood that a single defeat would end their championship journey.Coach Harrison stood at the centre of the court with his clipboard.He looked at Wesley and me before addressing the entire team."From this point onward, every opponent is capable of winning the title.""There are no second chances."Everyone nodded.He turned the page on his clipboard."Highland Elite Academy.""They are one of the most disciplined teams in the country.""They rarely make unforced errors.""They do not rely on power.""They win through consistency."Liam adjusted his glasses."I reviewed two of their regional matches last night.""They force their opponents into long rallies."

Emilia’s POVOliver’s words lingered in the air.“Now… it is our turn.”The crowd settled into an expectant silence as the players returned to their positions.The scoreboard glowed brightly above the court.Willowbrook Academy 3–2 Highland EliteOne break of serve separated us.Nothing more.Coach Harrison had warned us.“They will respond.”He was right.Grace stepped behind the baseline, bouncing the ball with controlled composure.Unlike most players, she showed no visible frustration after losing the previous game.Her breathing remained steady.Her expression unchanged.The umpire raised a hand.“Play.”Grace’s serve curved sharply toward the centre line.I returned it deep.Oliver immediately stepped inside the baseline, taking the ball earlier than before.“They’ve changed their formation,” Wesley called.“I see it.”Instead of waiting for errors, Highland Elite began attacking every short ball.Their tempo increased significantly.Oliver drove a forehand into the corner.I ba

lEmilia's POVThe celebration following our quarterfinal victory was brief.Coach Harrison offered his congratulations, allotted exactly fifteen minutes for photographs and interviews, and then reconvened the team."Enjoy the win," he said, his voice calm yet firm. "But remember—quarterfinal victories do not win national championships."Kael sighed dramatically."I knew the celebration would be short."Liam laughed."You've known Coach long enough to expect that."Coach Harrison folded his arms."The semifinal draw will begin in twenty minutes.""Let's move."The conference hall buzzed with anticipation.Only four academy banners remained suspended from the ceiling.Willowbrook Academy.Imperial Crown Academy.Eastgate Academy.Northgate Academy.The tournament director stepped onto the stage carrying four sealed envelopes."Ladies and gentlemen, congratulations.""You are now among the top four academy doubles teams in the nation."Applause echoed through the room."You have already