All Chapters of The Lycan King's Fearless Little Warrior: Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

Elsie's POV Then he drew back, an inch, then more, until there was cold air between us again. "I am sorry," he said, his voice hoarse. "That was not deliberate." "It's all right." "It is not." The mattress creaked as he turned onto his back. "Sleep." I did not sleep. Actually I could not. I could feel his desire in the air, as potent as anything. He probably didn't think it was appropriate to act on them seeing as we are currently a little more than strangers according to his memories.I might regret this in the morning, but I rolled back onto him, and he went stiffer than a board. His hands were clenching the sheets hard, like he was restraining himself from reaching out. I rubbed myself over him, wanting to feel his hard body pressing firmly against mine.He made low grunting sounds, like he was in pain, before his hands suddenly moved to my hair, pulling me up his body so he could bury his nose deep in my hair. He inhaled deeply and whispered, "You smell so good, female. You fe

Quinn's POV I could feel that my body was still recovering from the poison and the long coma, but nothing could beat me down. I shifted easily into my wolf form, shaking out my thick white coat and stretching my stiff muscles before taking off into a fast sprint toward the dense tree line where I knew I could find prey. The crisp air filled my lungs, and the slight winter chill felt invigorating against my fur.Scanning the snowy terrain, I eventually spotted a thick-furred mountain deer browsing near a cluster of pine trees. It was a good-sized, fleshy animal—plenty of meat to feed us both and satisfy Elsie's craving.I dropped low into a hunting position, pressing my belly flat against the cold snow. I could feel my blood humming hot and fast in my veins. This was exhilarating. It wasn't often that I got the chance to hunt for my own food, seeing as I always had my warriors bring meals to me back at the Iron Hold.I crept forward silently, using the trees and bushes for cover. The

Elsie's POV "You don't say!" I sniffled, whining freely into his neck, letting out all the built-up tension I had carried for weeks. "I was so scared and so tired! I didn't know what the future held for us!" Quinn let out a soft, low chest laugh. "If it helps at all... I was actually starting to fall for you all over again, and I was planning to tell you tonight." I pulled back slightly, wiping my wet face with the back of my hand. "Really?" He nodded firmly, reaching up to gently brush a stray tear from my cheek with his thumb. The look of absolute recognition burning in his eyes was like a breath of fresh air after drowning. I felt like I could finally breathe properly for the first time in a month. Then, a faint smirk touched his lips. "It's ironic, really, that I fell for you irrevocably the most memorable time when I still thought you were a male. It was when we were attacked by rogues on what was supposed to be a routine hunt." I let out a breathless chuckle. "You really d

Quinn's POV The offer hit me like a freight train. What a delight! My cock jerked hard against her cheek, already leaking at the thought. Elsie’s wide eyes stayed locked on mine, cheeks flushed, lips parted and glistening from our wet kisses. She looked so sweet, so shy, yet the way she’d guided me up here told me everything. She wanted this. Needed it. My mate wanted me to use her mouth. I swallowed, voice rough. “Elsie… you sure?” She gave a small and quick nod. That was all the permission I needed. I slid one hand into her hair, fingers threading through the soft strands at the back of her head. My other hand cupped her jaw, thumb stroking over her lower lip. “Open for me, then.” Her mouth parted obediently. I guided the swollen head of my cock between her lips, slow at first, letting her adjust to the stretch. The wet heat of her tongue against the underside made my thighs tense. I pushed deeper, inch by inch, until the head nudged the back of her throat. She gagged softly,

Elsie's POV I threw propriety out the window and ran toward my father, who was already straightening up from his bow to receive me. I deliberately avoided looking at Quinn as I rushed past him, because I just knew there would be disapproval written all over his handsome face.My father scooped me up, smooshing me into his massive arms while his chest rumbled with deep, familiar laughter. He hummed in satisfaction, his strong hold grounding me. "It's good to see you.""Same here, Father," I mumbled into his shoulder. "I have been so worried about you and everyone."My father pulled back, looking down at me with stern, affectionate eyes. "I should be the one who was more worried. I received that vague letter of yours that basically said you were heading off to Goddess knows where! I am only grateful to the Goddess that you and the King are fine."I gave him a reassuring smile. "Yes, we are very well, as you can see. But let's get moving—it's not proper to keep the King just standing ou