The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Crystal's POV:

I had never felt so horrible before. A burst of extremely violent energy was circulating in my body, stripping me of my strength and sanity, and forcing me to surrender.

My heart was racing wildly, as if it was about to escape from my chest. At the same time, my body temperature also fluctuated drastically. Sometimes I was too hot, and at other times I was too cold. Some mechanism seemed to have activated both my lycan power and black witch power, and they burst forth from my body.

Although I had regained my powers, I had lost all control over them now. The two powers were tearing my body apart.

In the past, I had the energy to subdue the power of the black witch blood. I could also balance my lycan power with my black witch power, but now I just couldn't handle it.

Even worse, a third force was trying to destroy the balance between them, attempting to seize control.

I felt intense pain in every inch of my body.

gone berserk, and my sanity had been

runes and black lines were engaged in a constant

and my werewolf features

painfully cried out,

energy to spare to calm her down. Three forces were

He was excited, looking as if he

reflexively raised

howl. The deafening howl made the ground shake. A strong gust of wind blew the door and windows open, and dark clouds gathered outside. Thunder cracked through the sky and it began raining heavily. The lines on my body were getting increasingly deeper, as if they were going to tear my skin apart. Yana had no more strength

felt my life draining out of me.

consciousness was slowly slipping away and I

on me again. I was roused to return to my senses and experienced a stabbing pain in my body. With a

This demon!

what you want. I'd rather die than give

How interesting!