All Chapters of The Lycan king's Claim : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Emilia's POVThe atmosphere inside Centre Court had reached an entirely new level.Every spectator remained on the edge of their seat.The scoreboard glowed above us.First SetWillowbrook Academy 4 – 4 Eastgate AcademyTwo games.That was all that separated one team from taking the opening set.I wiped the sweat from my forehead and glanced toward Wesley.He smiled."You still with me?"I smiled back."Always."The umpire called for play.Daniel stepped behind the baseline.He bounced the ball slowly, his eyes fixed on Wesley."I've been waiting for this match.""So have we," Wesley replied.Daniel tossed the ball high.His serve exploded toward the corner.Wesley reacted instantly, driving the return deep to Daniel's backhand.For the first time in the match, Daniel opted for patience over power.The rally slowed.Heavy topspin.Deep slices.Sharp angles.Each player searched for the smallest opening.Sophie suddenly rushed the net.She cut off my cross-court return with a crisp vol

Emilia's POVCoach Harrison’s words stayed with me as we returned to the court."The team that wins this set... will be the one that handles disappointment better."I repeated them silently.The scoreboard shone brightly above Centre Court.First SetWillowbrook Academy 5 – 5 Eastgate AcademyThe championship crowd had become an active presence in the match itself.Every point was met with thunderous applause.Every rally drew collective gasps.Daniel stood behind the baseline, bouncing the ball with composed confidence.He looked across the net."Let’s close out this set properly."Wesley smiled."I wouldn’t have it any other way."The umpire called for play.Daniel served.The ball flew toward the corner at exceptional speed.Wesley returned it with a deep, controlled shot.Immediately, Sophie advanced to the net.She cut off the angle with a precise volley.I sprinted forward.Rather than attempting to overpower her, I executed a soft drop shot just over the tape.Sophie lunged.Sh

Emilia's POVThe second set began under a markedly different atmosphere.Willowbrook had taken the first set.7–6.But instead of celebrating, we returned to our seats with the uneasy awareness that Eastgate Academy was far from finished.Daniel and Sophie sat across the court, speaking quietly.They were not discouraged.They were not angry.They were focused.Coach Harrison noticed it as well."Don't let the scoreboard mislead you."I looked at him."What do you mean?""Eastgate has adjusted."Wesley nodded."They're going to change their approach."Coach Harrison gestured toward the court."Exactly."He lowered his voice."They will target your positioning and force you into deeper defensive exchanges.""And if they succeed?""Do not panic."His gaze settled on both of us."Trust your preparation."The umpire called the players back.The second set was about to begin.---Daniel served first.He bounced the ball slowly.The entire stadium fell silent.Then—BOOM!The serve was dire

Emilia's POVThe stadium was deafening.The scoreboard displayed:Second Set — TiebreakWillowbrook Academy 0 – 0 Eastgate AcademyOne set separated us from the National Championship.But first...We had to win this tiebreak.I took a slow breath.Wesley stood beside me."You ready?"I nodded."Always."He smiled."Then let's do this."The umpire called for play.Daniel stepped behind the baseline.He bounced the ball twice.Then served.The ball flew toward Wesley's backhand.Wesley returned it deep.Sophie rushed forward.She attempted a sharp volley.I anticipated it.I moved quickly and returned the ball down the line.Sophie stretched.She reached it.But her return landed wide."One–Love, Willowbrook."The crowd erupted.Coach Harrison remained composed."Good start."---The next point belonged to Eastgate.Daniel served aggressively.Wesley returned.Daniel attacked immediately.Sophie moved toward the net.The rally lasted only twelve shots before Daniel found an opening.His

Emilia's POVThe stadium was shaking.The scoreboard displayed:Third SetWillowbrook Academy 5 – 4 Eastgate AcademyEastgate was serving.And we had just taken the first point.15–Love.One point closer.But Daniel Brooks was not finished.He stood behind the baseline, breathing heavily, his eyes locked on Wesley."Not yet."Wesley smiled."We know."Daniel bounced the ball.Then served.The ball flew toward the corner.Wesley returned it deep.Sophie immediately moved forward.I covered the middle.Daniel attacked.The rally accelerated.Forehand.Backhand.Volley.Lob.The ball crossed the net repeatedly.After nearly thirty shots, Daniel suddenly sent a powerful forehand toward my side.I sprinted.My racket connected.The return landed deep.Sophie rushed forward.She struck a sharp volley.Wesley reached it.He returned cross-court.Daniel chased.His racket met the ball cleanly.The shot flew toward the opposite corner.I ran.I stretched.My racket barely made contact.The bal