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."

such an unprincipled creature! Just kill me right here and now! I you even have the guts to do so, that is." I was getting hysterical, and my body was on fire.

sneered. "No, I'm not letting you. You will pay for your insolence, and I know just the right

the next second, he sank his fangs into

the red liquid

help but scream. The pain overrode my reason, but it was momentarily. Soon, it was replaced by a surging wave of pleasure. I felt like I was high up in the air, floating in ecstasy. It was so much more bliss than

I was spent, to offer every last drop of my blood to

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

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

body temperature drop. Perhaps death was upon

finally stopped. My eyes started to focus, and my mind gradually

stroked the wounds

in

enjoy that? I 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

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

for something in my

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