All Chapters of The Lycan King's Fearless Little Warrior: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Elsie's POV Out on the wide field, I gathered team four into a tight circle and let those who wanted to volunteer for the match step forward. There would be two separate sets of rope pulling for this event. Each competing unit was required by the organizing veterans to provide a total of sixteen strong men. Eight would compete against eight from the opposing team in the first round, and the second group of eight would do the same right after.In the end, the points from both rounds would be added together for the final score in this game.Goddess alone knows what our total team point score actually is at this stage of the trials. There were endless speculations and rumors flying around the team, but none of us knew exactly how many points we had accumulated, and I highly suspected that it was the same confusing situation with the other teams. The final results posted on the board tomorrow will tell us all we needed to know about our fate.I had my sixteen sturdy men set aside, of w

Quinn's POV I was doing my best to avoid the undeniable thought that I had been avoiding Elias. For the sake of my own sanity, I had decided yesterday that perhaps it was best if I saw the scrawny boy a lot less. To enforce this, I had taken to spending more of my free hours deep in the quiet forest surrounding the Hold, just chilling on the high branches of the ancient trees and staring into the canopy.Although, I knew my little avoidance dance had an expiration date today. I had to be present for the last round of the trial games because I was the overseer for it.This match was a test in battle strategy, and all the chosen team leaders would be required to answer one scenario question. I would listen closely to their individual answers, evaluate their logic, and grade their performance appropriately.I guess I really can't avoid him forever.I adjusted my shoulders, jumped down effortlessly from the thick tree branch I was resting on, and headed over to the field they had been u

Elsie's POV I separated from my excited teammates and began the long, slow walk toward the King’s tent, thoroughly dreading the upcoming conversation. My mind was spinning, and I still had not thought of a single way forward out of the trap Liliana had set for me. I pushed past the outer canvas, entering the dark, silent tent. I immediately set about lighting the small oil lamps around the room, shedding some light on the large space, and then I stepped back to wait patiently by a quiet corner for him to arrive. Minutes passed. Suddenly, I heard muffled voices and hurried footsteps coming down the dirt path in this direction. There was a brief period of pacing right outside the entrance, followed immediately by the sound of someone walking away quickly. I furrowed my brows, wondering what on earth was happening out there. Before I could move, the tent flap was roughly pulled open. It wasn't the King. It was the stern one-handed warrior called Dane who stepped inside. I had no i

Elsie’s POV I looked around at the small group surrounding us as we walked toward the edge of the clearing. Is this truly all the security he is taking along? Wow. For a ruler of his status, I had fully expected a heavily armed vanguard of at least fifty warriors to trail behind his steps. Instead, there were only the two commanders, Dane and Jasper, and a handful of select guards.We walked to the camp stables, which turned out to be a fucking large expanse of space tucked neatly against the northern stone wall. I had never once approached this area since arriving at the Hold because it was constantly heavily guarded by armed sentries, and only authorized personnel were ever allowed inside.The moment we passed the gate, I looked around in awe. There had to be well over a hundred horses kept here, their sleek coats shining under the stable lamps as workers brushed them down.A beast of a black stallion was led out from a large stall toward the King. Its muscles rippled with raw pow

Elsie’s POV I loved the thrill of a fight, but this was the brutal, unfiltered reality of war. It was my first time seeing someone on my own side die like that, his body discarded against the stone like a broken toy."Elias!"The King's furious, panicked shout snapped through the clearing, and I realized that I was just standing there, frozen in shock on top of my horse. A large mangy rogue had broken past the perimeter and was silently approaching me from the thick shadows of the forest.Three rogues were already dead on the bloody grass. The Lycan King let out a deafening roar and slashed his spear through another beast's chest. Four dead.The fifth rogue was currently locked in a vicious struggle with both of our shifted guard wolves, which left the approaching beast to me. I quickly crouched low on the horse's back, hardening my posture and getting into a defensive position.I could see the pure malice in the rogue's red eyes; it clearly planned to jump high and throw me down int