Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Chapter 1206 Blood Curse (Crystal’s POV)

I gritted my teeth and tried to cling onto whatever tiny sliver of reason I had left in me. My rage fueled my power, and I was able to break free from my bounds in a matter of seconds.

Before Lee could even take a step back from me, I grabbed him by the throat. “Even if my body explodes into flames, I’ll be sure to take your filthy soul with me and deliver it to the gates of hell!”

I summoned all my strength and squeezed. I could feel it, I was so close to snapping the bastard’s neck in half.

And yet, Lee didn’t look the least bit worried. In fact, he even flashed me a smile. He stared into my eyes, looking even more eager than he had a while ago. “Let go of me.”

With those words, the blood curse he had put in me surged, fighting back against my powers. I ached all over. I was losing control of my body. My instincts were screaming at me to do as he said.

“Let me go,” Lee repeated, his eyes never wavering from mine.

The blood curse intensified, grabbing hold of my senses and taking full control.

yield. I swallowed back the mouthful of blood that rose in my throat and

finally shifted He grabbed my wrist and scowled. “I said, let go of me.” His eyes suddenly turned a deep scarlet. I felt an electric current shoot out from the base of my spine, and I reluctantly

sneered at me. “You naive little b*itch. You can never resist the call of my blood. You are my blood

heart. I could almost feel that

your disobedience!” Lee lunged at me and grabbed me

pain like I had never

rather die than become a vulgar vampire’s slave! I will never

want to die, huh? Allow me to help you, then.” Enraged, Lee pulled me by the hair and dragged me over

the entire way. I pooled my Lycan power into a ball of force in my palm and slapped his

caught off-guard, and he fell flat on his a*ss. He coughed violently for a couple of seconds before looking back up at me. There was a terrifying quality in his eyes, one that I hadn’t seen before. “Lycan power?

time on his narcissistic tirades. I whirled around and raced

and the blood curse took hold

struggled to put one foot in front of the other, but I persevered. I mustered both my Lycan and black witch powers and resisted the blood

three warring forces were running amok