The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Crystal's POV:

I struggled and cursed, repeatedly using my strength to free myself, but I failed miserably.

Lee extended his fingers to pinch my lips and whispered in my ear, "Be quiet. If you keep being noisy, I will have to cut your tongue off."

I shot him a murderous glare.

Lee placed his palm over my eyes and sighed. "Don't look at me like that, or I'll want to scoop out your gorgeous eyes and make them a specimen."

I shivered slightly, but finally managed to restrain my anger and shut up.

"Good girl." Lee gave me a satisfied smile. Then he dipped his index finger into the pool of blood on my body and drew a strange pattern on my chest.

It felt like some kind of ancient spell.

His icy fingers traveled from my chest to my belly and then to my back. He seemed to be wrapping me with the invisible lines he drew.

was getting increasingly uneasy. He seemed to be offering me as a sacrifice. I recalled his prayer and repentance just now. He was

No!

son yet. I couldn't die

to free

you till the ceremony is done. Besides, I've tied

able to free yourself," Lee commented as he painted my body with blood. He looked incredibly serious, as if he was creating a piece of

my ass,

with everything I had. Fortunately, he stopped at that moment and said, "It's

swept his eyes over

and said, "It's been a long time since have created such a perfect work. It seems that my

you very much."

that I shuddered violently. Then

fingers gradually became stiff, as if they had been soaked in ice water. Even my muscles

drawings on me must have brought this

in my body suddenly

so agitated that cold sweat beaded my forehead. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access

heart. I suddenly began gasping for breath and felt

cold