All Chapters of The Lycan King's Fearless Little Warrior: Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

Elsie’s POV I stepped out of Quinn’s room and quietly closed the door behind me, letting out a breath I didn't realize I'd been holding. I walked down the corridor into a sort of communal dining area. Rian was sitting at the long wooden table with the others. The moment I walked in, every single head turned toward me. They all looked at me with those careful, fragile expressions like they were just waiting for me to shatter into a million pieces. I rolled my eyes, crossing my arms over my chest. "I'm not going to break down. I'm good." Tate raised an eyebrow from across the table. "Are you really good, or are you just saying that?" I just gave a noncommittal shrug, pulling out a bench. Around us, the other warriors were quietly minding their own business, steadily eating their morning meal and pretending they hadn't been staring. Rian slid a large tray across the table toward me. "Bring him this to eat." I looked down absentmindedly at the loaded tray, feeling a small knot of g

Elsie's POV "Which way?" he asked pensively.A feeling of nostalgia hit me. I couldn't help thinking back to past moments when he had asked me that exact same question. I pointed a finger down the path leading toward the outer tree line, and we started walking side by side.Quinn remained silent, keeping a measured pace. We walked in a serene, unbroken quiet for almost twenty minutes, the cool air brushing against our skin.Then, without even looking at me, he said, "I'm good by myself now. You can go back.""I cannot leave you out here by yourself," I snapped back instantly. "Just ignore me and keep walking."He didn't argue further. Instead, to my bewilderment, he reached up and pulled open the front of his robe, sliding it off his shoulders.My eye twitched. I stared at him, wondering what he was up to now. He didn't need to strip down to his chest just to shift into his wolf—he was doing this on purpose to throw me off. Stubbornly, I refused to look away, staring him down hard.H

Elsie's POV Quinn and I dressed in proper, travel-ready clothes once again in preparation for our long journey back home.Hunter packed away our remaining supplies, though most of our things had remained safely tucked inside the carriage the entire time we were in the village. As we stepped outside, I watched Quinn peer into the carriage with a blank, unreadable expression. He must know that this was the very vehicle used to carry his unconscious body across the mountains. The padded, makeshift sleeping surface we had built was still sitting there just as it was.Hunter took care of whatever minor patching up the wheels and harnesses needed. He also gathered the remaining travel supplies the villagers had given us. Just like when we had first arrived weeks ago, the four people who had met us then were present now to see us off.Rian’s grey eyes pierced through me, though the harsh lines on her face had softened considerably. I stood close to Quinn, with Hunter positioned just behind

Quinn's POVIt felt like I was living a life that didn't belong to me. I had just woken up from a long, crushing sleep, and all of a sudden, I discovered that I had a mate and pups on the way. But right at this very moment, the scent of said mate was too distracting. Beyond her natural, sweet scent, she carried the distinct, rich aroma of a fertile female. I couldn't help my mind from wandering back to the intimate act that must have put those pups there in the first place.Everything about this situation felt really uncomfortable because it hit me all at once, so abruptly. That overwhelming feeling amplified a hundredfold when I was suddenly faced with the reality of her kneeling half-naked in front of me. Her skin was fair, smooth, and looked like it would be incredibly soft to the touch.For a second, I felt like I would literally die if I didn't get a feel of her skin.Before I even realized what I was doing, I righted myself, my hand reaching out on its own accord as if I were ca

Elsie's POV I let out a small, dry laugh. "It's definitely not your conventional meeting. I got into the Iron Hold disguised as a male warrior. I caught a rogue that entered the camp, and I was officially brought before you."Quinn raised an eyebrow. "Nobody knew you were female? How?""I tried my best to look like a male, and I also hid my scent using herbs," I explained.Quinn nodded slowly. "That must have been hard. But... that's enough for now. I was really curious about that part. I'll ask for more details later. Try to get some more sleep."I hummed a soft agreement, lying back down on the furs. When day broke over the horizon, we ate a quick meal of dried rations and continued our journey onward.The drovers' track was exactly as the old gatherer had described it: narrow, rough and boring.It ran around the shoulder of the mountain in long, lazy curves, with a wall of rock on one side and a gentle drop on the other. There was no sheer cliff and no mist. There was no sound of