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."

an unprincipled creature! Just kill me right here and now! I you even have the guts to do so, that is."

want to die so badly?" Lee sneered. "No, I'm not letting you. You will pay for your insolence, and I know just the right

next second, he sank his fangs into

the red liquid spilled out from the

it was replaced by a surging wave of pleasure. I felt like I was high up in the air, floating in ecstasy. It was

feed Lee until I was spent, to offer

to emptiness. It was as though I had been suddenly thrust into a dark void. I stared blankly at the

no longer cared who I was, where I was... what kind of situation I

my body temperature drop. Perhaps

finally stopped. My eyes started to

lovingly stroked the wounds

in

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

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

was grasping for something in my

my sense of self. As soon as I did, the symbol he had drawn on my skin