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."

despicable monsters who only know how to take advantage of those who are weaker than you! I refused to be reduced to 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. Every muscle in

not letting you. You will pay for your insolence, and I

second, he sank

smell of blood filled the air as the red liquid

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

to feed Lee until I was spent, to offer every last

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

I was... what kind of situation I was

my body temperature drop. Perhaps death was upon

what felt like an eternity, Lee finally stopped. My eyes

stroked the

in

and smirked. "See? Didn't you 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 every beck and call." I

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

grasping for something in

soon as I did, the symbol he