Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

I slowly let the b***d flow into Crystal’s mouth. Her lips were soft as if she was still alive, but they were very cold.

After giving her b***d twice, I wasn’t sure if it was my illusion, but I felt that her lips were not as cold as before.

When I was about to feed her more b***d, I finally heard a gulp. Screams rang out around me.

“Did I-imagine it? I heard Crystal swallowing.” Harry leaned forward, wanting to confirm the sound.

“No, you didn’t. Look at Crystal’s face! She has come back to life.” Flora was very excited, but she lowered her voice. She didn’t dare to speak loudly, fearing that she would disturb Crystal as she woke up.

I was ecstatic. I ran to Murray, who was still baffled, and dragged him to his feet.

“Look, Crystal has come back to life!”© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

Murray’s eyes widened and he thought he had heard me wrong. He muttered,

“How can it be? Did a miracle really happen?”

He crouched down to check on Crystal and was astonished. “I can’t believe that her heart is beating. How is this possible? How can anybody become alive again after being dead for nearly half a month?”

“This is the miracle I was waiting for. I knew Crystal wouldn’t die so easily. She is powerful.” Tears of joy welled up in Flora’s eyes. She clasped Warren’s hand tightly.

Murray cast the spell to summon the black witch b***d again, and this time he received a response.

A palm-sized, fat golden eagle appeared in the air.

“This..” Murray hadn’t expected this turn of events. He tucked a lock of his hair behind his ear and said, “Normally, crows appear. How could an eagle be here?”

“Isn’t that good? At least it’s stronger than crows.” Feeling curious, Flora extended her hand to touch the golden eagle.

The eagle flapped its wings and flew far away, leaving behind a trail of feathers.

Flora rubbed her nose and sneezed. “An eagle that sheds feathers.”

It didn’t matter if it was a crow or an eagle. The important thing was that Crystal was alive again. I grabbed Murray’s slender shoulders and shook him.

“Does this mean that Crystal won’t die again?”

Murray was lifted off the ground. He kicked his feet in the air, feeling unsafe.

“That’s very likely. Your Majesty, please put me down. I’m old and terrified of heights.”

I obediently released him and lifted Crystal in my arms to examine her.

“So what is the cause? There has to be a reason,” Laura asked in a puzzled tone.

“It must be something related to vampires.”

As soon as I said this, everyone gasped. “Vampires? Crystal has turned into a vampire?”

I didn’t deny it. I gave a brief account of what had happened in the clown amusement park. “The vampire who kidnapped Crystal is named Lee. He’s Hobson’s illegitimate child. I’m not certain if Crystal has turned or not, because she has displayed no thirst for b***d yet.”

“No, Crystal has not betome a vampire,” Murray interrupted me with an affirmative answer.

“If Lee had successfully finished the ceremony, Crystal

would’ve become his slave, and she wouldn’t have been able to transfer her black witch power to Beryl so smoothly. We can safely conclude from this that the ceremony failed. But Lee bit Crystal. There is a high possibility that his special power has entered her body.”

He paused for a moment and said in a more determined tone, “I guess Lee’s special power must be something about resurrection.”