All Chapters of The Lycan King's Fearless Little Warrior: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Elsie's POV I turned and ran toward the usual training clearing of my batch. The sun hadn't even risen yet, the sky a dark, misty blue. Most of the male recruits I passed along the paths still looked like they were literally sleeping on their feet, dragging their heavy wooden staffs through the dirt.I arrived at the clearing and immediately started my routine push-ups and core exercises. Commander Hunter required us to complete these grueling exercises every training morning before any actual sparring began. It wasn't any easier to complete with my bruised ribs, but at least my body was getting used to the brutal pace.Just as the sky began to lighten, Commander Hunter arrived at the clearing, his voice booming over the sound of grunting recruits. "Listen up! The first half of today's training will be conducted in your human form, and the second half will be as wolves. Follow me."He led our batch to the far side of the clearing, where a deadly-looking wooden contraption had been s

Elsie's POVApart from the fact that it was completely unexpected and unwarranted, Commander Hunter’s tight grip on my collar had me absolutely terrified. My heart leapt right into my throat. With him pulling me that close, I was scared out of my mind that his large hands would brush against my chest and discover my thick fabric bindings.I choked back a gasp, my voice stuttering out as naturally low as I could force it. "W-what is it, sir?"His dark, piercing eyes locked onto mine, drilling straight through. His face was barely inches from mine, his expression hard as stone."You are about to become one of the closest persons to His Majesty," Commander Hunter said, his voice a low, deadly growl that vibrated with absolute seriousness. "If anything happens to him under your watch, or if you ever try to harm him in any way, you better hide well. Because if I find you, I will flay you alive myself."He hissed the final words right into my face, letting the threat hang heavy in the air.

Elsie’s POVWhen I was a safe distance away from the Lycan King's tent, my shaking hands finally found the strength to tie my dark cloth mask back over my nose and mouth. I forced my frantic pace to slow down, my boots dragging heavily through the dirt paths of the central square.But I was totally sulking.I bit my lower lip hard, a wave of hot frustration washing over me. Didn't I say I didn't even want a mate? I argued with myself, my mind scrambling for control. Didn't I decide that I wanted to be free, that I didn't want a dominant male telling me what to do or locking me away?So why the hell was I so deeply upset right now? Why did I feel this burning, suffocating anger toward the Lycan King deep down in my chest?Technically, the man didn't even know the truth. He had no idea I was a girl, let alone his fated mate, because my scent-concealing potion was doing its job perfectly. To him, I was just Elias, a scrawny male squire who attended to him. But my wolf was absolutely d

Quinn's POV I stood once again at the edge of the raised wooden platform, my arms crossed over my chest as my eyes scanned the evening training drills.The sun had completely dipped below the horizon, leaving the clearing lit only by the crackling orange glow of large bonfires. Watching the warriors spar, sweat glistening on their skin as their wooden weapons clattered together, was one of the only real ways I could still connect with my warriors.Honestly, I was sick to death of existing in constant isolation. It was an exhausting way to live, but it felt unavoidable when practically everyone around me was completely scared of my presence.Not all of them, a quiet voice in the back of my head reminded me.Hmm. That was actually true. The pup I had spent the day dealing with wasn't shaking or avoiding my gaze anymore.A wave of realization washed over me. Oh, so that's exactly why I am so drawn to him, I thought, a sense of relief settling into my chest. Yes, that had to be it. It

Elsie's POV This was the second time I was experiencing the Lycan King's oppressive dominance and it was just as impressive as the first.We were currently inside the Iron Fort. The King had stormed here to address his commanders about the sudden rogue attack, and I had been instructed to wait outside. Even through the barriers, his raw, unbridled fury bled into the surroundings. Every one of the guards and staff standing around had their heads bowed tightly toward the stone floor, their breathing shallow.Unsuspecting warriors who happened to walk past the Iron Fort immediately fell to their knees on the floor, their bodies trembling under the pressure of the devastating aura.Realizing I was the only one still standing straight, I quickly dropped to the floor too. I had to do it before it became obvious to everyone around that the Lycan King's crushing aura wasn't actually affecting me nearly as much as the others. My wolf was slightly restless, but she wasn't cowering in fear.A