I caressed her hair as I would a lover and crooned, “Just be patient, hmm? Don’t resist it. I’m washing away your sin; the dirty blood you were born with. Surrender your heart to me, and the pain will soon fade away.” The she-wolf closed her eyes tightly and gritted her teeth.
She must be itching to cut me into pieces and feed me to her pack. Well, that wasn’t going to happen. I had secured my bases to deprive her of any chance to fight back. I had this nagging feeling that I wouldn’t be able to defeat her should things come to that.
The risk was still there, of course, but I was willing to take it. Otherwise, this wouldn’t be fun at all.
I felt a deep sense of fulfillment to tame a prey who had resisted me to the very end. It would bring me great delight when she was finally broken into submission.
I had to admit, though, this she-wolf looked weaker than most. I could have done better when it came to a blood slave. But I wanted to see how Rufus would react when he saw his lover being so obedient to me.
The mere thought of it excited me. I couldn’t wait to see Rufus face to face again.
The vampires had never regained the upper hand in the last few years. This time, I had to end him once and for all.
A sharp howl of agony pulled me back to the present. “You despicable creature!” the she- wolf screamed. “I will never surrender to filthy vampires or demons pretending to be gods. I will destroy you. I will destroy all of you!’
I frowned in confusion. She should be passed out by now. How was she able to hold out for this long?
Not that it mattered. I was sure she would be unconscious any second now. Turning werewolves into blood slaves required an ancient spell that had been passed down through generations. It was rare for werewolves to break through the transformation once they reached this point of the ceremony.
I pulled a handkerchief out of my pocket and dabbed at the beads of sweat on her face. “Whether you accept it or not, you cannot escape your fate. If you hadn’t intruded here today, you wouldn’t be like this right now. Not only is this my gift to you, this is also your punishment for disturbing our peace.”
“Rot in hell! I will never give in! You might as well kill me, or I swear, I will kill you!”
The she-wolf was panting. I could tell that she was at the end of her tether, but she still refused to yield. She truly is one tough nut to crack.
I lovingly ran my fingers through her luscious hair. “I told you, I’m not going to kill you. I will make the best use out of you and drink your delectable blood whenever I fancy. And you can’t kill me, either. Once you become my blood slave, you will have no choice but to bend to my will. Keep this in mind. Slaves are not allowed to go against their masters.”
“Bullshit! You’re just another sniveling vampire who only knows how to play tricks on others. You think you can control me? How dare you! Stop dreaming!” The she-wolf glared at me, and the sheer loathing in her eyes stirred something in my loins.
It had been a long time since I came across such an interesting prey. I hoped that she would survive long, for a week, at the very least.
“There, now. Be good, okay? You’re too hardheaded for your own good.” I shook my head and sighed. Then I grabbed the dipper and scooped another helping of blood. I threw it at the she-wolf, catching her by surprise. As expected, she screamed as the runes I drew on her emitted a soft, red light. They looked like tiny flames licking her skin.
I peered at my masterpiece, my lips stretched into a feral grin. The she-wolf’s pain brought me a profound kind of bliss.
It was too bad that this little game of ours would be over soon. A prey in good condition could only last five or six minutes of the transformation ritual, and then they would pass out.
And it was about time for the she-wolf to do just that.
To my shock, the she-wolf continued to flail, and black lines slowly began to appear on her body. One by one, they emerged and covered up my runes.
I froze in place, struggling to comprehend what I was seeing. This sort of thing only happened once before when I was taming a black witch. Was this she-wolf actually a black witch?
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 My powers had gone berserk, and my sanity had been ripped apart.
My red runes and black lines were engaged in a constant battle. They didn’t yield and fought fiercely.
I couldn’t stop my teeth from extending out, and my werewolf features couldn’t be subdued. My sharp claws and ears lengthened. Yana painfully cried out, “Crystal, it hurts! I had no energy to spare to calm her down. Three forces were fighting for my body’s control. I screamed in agony, “Kill me!” Lee watched me in surprise, muttering something. He was excited, looking as if he was possessed.
I reflexively raised my head and released a long 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 to struggle and was at her last breath.
Tears and blood dripped down from my eyes. I felt my life draining out of me. Rufus’ and my kids’ images flashed through my mind. My consciousness was slowly slipping away and I began to fall into a daze.
At this moment, Lee splashed some blood on me again. I was roused to return to my senses and experienced a stabbing pain in my body. With a savage smile, Lee said, “Don’t die so soon. I want to watch you suffer some more.” This demon!
I looked up and shot him a murderous glare. “You won’t get what you want. I’d rather die than give in to you. You’re a loser.”
“A loser? How interesting! This is the first time that someone has had the courage to abuse me like this,” Lee said slowly. He sounded like he was talking to a pet. “You’re good at cursing. Let me hear a few more insults. Every time my subordinates encounter me, they become meek and shudder with fear. They don’t even have the nerve to speak loudly.”
“You animal! You only know despicable methods!”
In the end, I couldn’t stop the scream from escaping my lips. I was in so much pain that I could feel the three forces searing my heart. My reaction pleased Lee. He laughed “Are all werewolves so tough? You’re strong and stubborn.
As he said this, he extended his hand to touch me, but was repelled by my body’s power. Although he was hurt, his interest in me grew. “I’m seeing three powers exist at the same time for the first time. Unfortunately, you won’t be able to last for long. No one can handle three powers at the same time. You’ll explode sooner or later.”
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.
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