The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Crystal's POV:

I hadn't expected this development. But considering what he had done to me so far, I quickly understood what he was about to do next.

"Fuck off, you damn vampire!"

I struggled desperately against my binds, but they only seemed to tighten even more around my wrist. I soon felt a stinging pain, and I knew that I had cut my skin.

Lee grabbed me by the jaw and tilted my head to the side, exposing my neck. "Stay still, now. I promise, you will like this."

Tears were streaming down my cheeks. I hated feeling trapped and helpless. I would have preferred dying in a fight.

Rather than be turned into a vampire, I'd rather die an immediate death.

Lee paused to take in my miserable expression, his lips stretching out in a satisfied smile. "The more pain you experience now, the more joy you will feel later. Don't worry, I don't expect gratitude from you. You werewolves are a savage lot. It's much, much better to be a vampire. Class and elegance are imprinted into our genes."

the guts to do so, that is." I was getting hysterical, and my body was on fire. Every muscle in my body was throbbing with pain.

you. You will pay for your insolence,

sank his fangs into my

the red liquid spilled out from

felt like I was high up in the air, floating in ecstasy. It was so much more bliss than I could handle that

desire to feed Lee until I was spent, to offer every last drop of my blood

joy soon gave way to emptiness. It was as though I had been suddenly thrust into a dark void. I stared blankly at

I was, where I was... what kind of situation

temperature drop. Perhaps death was

what felt like an eternity, Lee finally stopped. My eyes started to focus, and my mind

lovingly stroked the wounds

in

told you that you would love it. You will become my blood slave. You will completely surrender yourself to my control, and you will answer my every beck and call." I felt like time was moving in slow motion, like I was wading through thick mud. I could barely make sense of what he

smudge of blood on his lips. "It's delicious, by the way It's a real pity that I can't suck you dry. I'll have to take care of you if I

for something in my

that would give me back my sense of self. As soon as I did, the symbol he