Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 1203 His Blood Slave (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.

“F*uc*k 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.

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

refused to be reduced to such an unprincipled creature! Just kill me right

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

sank his fangs into my

filled the air as the red liquid spilled out from the

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 could handle that

until 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

was, where I was… what kind of

drop. Perhaps death was

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

that? I told you that you would love it. You will become my blood slave. You will

slow motion, like I was wading through thick mud. I could barely make sense of what

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