Alle Kapitel von The Lycan King's Fearless Little Warrior: Kapitel 71 – Kapitel 80

Quinn's POVOne might not have fully known the true meaning of utter uselessness until this exact moment. I was the great and powerful Lycan King, a warrior feared across the territories, but right now, I was about as helpful as a newborn pup. I was supposed to be the one protecting my men from the shadows of the forest, but instead, my scrawny little squire had become my current protector.I had watched the pup fight off two feral rogues entirely by himself, move with unmatched agility, and still somehow manage to drag both of our bodies out of the freezing water.Not many people in this world have ever earned my genuine admiration, but this kid was scarily topping the list right now. The arrow that hit my shoulder must have been dipped in some serious, high-grade numbing agent. Despite my current predicament, I was deeply glad that the arrow had hit me instead of Elias. Between my superior Lycan status and my much bigger body mass, I was in a significantly better position to suffe

Elsie’s POV The loud, cracking sound of thunder suddenly boomed across the sky outside, breaking both of our intense stares. We automatically looked away from each other. The Lycan King shifted his head toward the cave entrance, watching the dark clouds gather over the river. "It will rain tonight," he said, his deep voice cutting through the quiet space. "It rains a lot up here in the mountains, even though we are getting quite close to winter." I simply nodded, my hands still tightly clasped over my knees. He turned his focus back to me, his green eyes assessing. "You ran away from home then." It was a statement, not a question at all. He didn't wait for me to reply before he continued speaking. "I cannot imagine that anyone in your home pack willingly let you leave to come all the way out here. Were you not scared?" He shifted slightly in his seat, leaning his broad shoulders against the rough stone wall. "Even full-grown, seasoned male warriors have reservations about comi

Elsie's POV I stood up without a word of question and walked over to his side. To my surprise, he scooted his massive body away from the innermost dry wall of the cave, purposefully making a small space for me to lie down between himself and the solid stone. It was clearly the safest, most protected place to be.As I moved to get into the tight space, I had to carefully step over him. My bare legs accidentally dragged softly over his naked chest, and I heard a strange, strangled sound emanate from deep within his throat—or maybe it was just the howling wind outside the cave.I quickly lay down against the smooth stone wall. Even though there was still a total shitload of uncertainty regarding my future at the Hold, and many ways things could still go horribly wrong for me back at the camp, in this exact moment, snuggled tightly behind his warm body, I felt like I could die happy.As we settled in, I noticed that the King was very intentionally trying to keep a careful amount of physi

Elsie’s POVAfter eating an incredibly good, filling meal in the mess tent and gisting for a while with Tate about random camp gossip, I finally joined the training session at our usual clearing. Thankfully, Commander Hunter did not make me do too much heavy lifting or intense drills today, likely assuming I was still worn out from the grueling events of the previous day.While the other recruits—actually we were now newbie warriors—ran laps, Holmer and I kept doing this silent, awkward avoidance dance across the field. My chest was practically bursting with tension. I was dying to know what he knew about my situation. Eventually, my curiosity won, and I gave in to the urge. I slowly approached him as he stood near the edge of the tree line, lifting massive logs of wood up and down, his shirt off.I must admit that he has started to put on some very noticeable muscle and bulk since the very first time I saw him at the Hold. He was definitely transforming into a proper warrior. A sl

Elsie's POV Today was the dreaded day my father was scheduled to arrive at the Hold, and I knew for a fact that the way I was nervously walking around the camp paths was looking super suspicious. I couldn't stop fidgeting. Even Liliana had stopped me earlier this morning before I left our shared tent, asking me with a critical look why I was acting so jumpy. I had quickly flashed her a fake smile, forcing my voice to remain even. "It's nothing. I’m just still a bit on edge after the hunt I followed the King on.” The other woman had just given me her usual disdainful, arrogant look, buying my excuse before scoffing. "Well, I just hope you didn't accidentally say anything out there to him that you shouldn't have said." She continued walking beside me for a step, not even bothering to wait for my response. "Well, I suppose things around the camp would certainly not be this peaceful if you did dare to say something to him. The King does not like being lied to by anyone." I sighed int