Married To The Mad Vampire Lord - Chapter 475

Chapter 475: Run away
“The fifth room on the second floor, no one should go there until it’s safe. Especially you,” Rohan said firmly. “He’s fighting the corruption, and any scent of flesh could tempt him. Be careful around him for now; he’s no longer the Rav you know, but a hungry savage.”

With that, Rohan sped away to tend to Angel’s arm and then to deal with Cordelia, whom he had knocked out in his room.

He didn’t even know where his wife was, and the thought of not knowing was killing him from within. Where was she, and in what condition? The fact that she had been taken on the very day she was sick, and he hadn’t known, was more than he could handle. He was deeply disappointed in himself for not catching up fast enough.

He should have known when she stopped waiting for him to come back from the royal castle, no matter how late at night it was. He should have known when she no longer suffered from the intense cold that used to make her bundle up in layers of coats or wake in the middle of the night asking to be held in his warmth.

He should have fucking known he was living with an impostor when the spark in her hazel eyes stirred nothing in his heart when she looked at him. He had fucking let his wife down, and because of that, she was now held somewhere he didn’t even know. But then… this couldn’t have been possible unless Cordelia had used something on him.

No doubt Cordelia had used the help of another being. Knowing that not even a black witch’s spell could work on him because of his demon blood, Rohan was certain another demon had helped her. Suddenly everything became clear to him, and his jaw clenched tightly.

First, he needed to see to Angel himself, because not even Evenly, who was already emotionally unstable, could be there for his son. She was probably tearing herself apart with the thought of the person she loved dying. His family should be his responsibility, and his alone.

As much as Rohan wanted to hurry away and find his wife, he knew that if he gave in to the urge to think only of himself and what mattered most to his heart, he wouldn’t be forgiven for a third time by a son who trusted and looked up to him.

Rohan spent the next half hour tending to the unconscious Angel. He pressed on the bite to drain out any remaining bad blood and made several small cuts to check for signs of infection from the rogue’s venom. No one was immune to a rogue’s bite, and no creature could escape it, for as long as one had blood and a heart, they were never out of danger from turning rogue.

While purebloods were less likely to become rogues since they didn’t have functioning hearts, there had still been many cases of them turning as well. The ones most likely to be infected after a bite were creatures and people with beating hearts, and Angel had a heart, despite being part vampire. What had cured Rohan’s own corruption had been the effect of his new heart coming back into his body and cleansing it of all the tainted blood.

He hoped that cutting away the bite would work, but he would only know once Angel regained consciousness.

Rohan washed and cleaned the boy’s body, changed his clothes, and tucked him gently into bed. He looked down at the child, watching his chest rise and fall softly, and felt a stab of guilt hit him hard for everything the boy had been forced to endure.

He couldn’t even live with his real identity, his hair and eyes had to be altered. Sometimes Rohan wondered what life would have been like if they had just stayed behind in that mountain after Angel was born, never stepping back into this mess. They wouldn’t have been caught amidst any war or chaos; they would only have had to worry about their next meal and taking care of the animals.

Though they would have lived in fear of Belle being stuck in the land of the dead and him having no wealth and money to keep them stable… Rohan shut his eyes and pushed the thoughts away, knowing it wouldn’t have been possible for them to even remain there without leaving to find answers.

“I’ll be back before you wake up, son. I’m sorry for all the trouble you’ve had to go through since your birth. No child should have to go through all that.” Staring at the boy’s pale, sleeping face, Rohan leaned down and kissed his forehead softly. “But I need to leave to find your mama.”

He left the room, compelling one of the servants to keep an eye on Angel and feed him as much blood as he could take if he woke before Rohan returned.

Making sure everything was in order, Rohan headed to his room, but even before he reached it, he sensed the absence of the vampiress. Instantly, he sped into the chamber. Just as he suspected, the room was empty except for a trail of blood on the floor, most likely from her injured face.

“You can’t run from me, cousin,” Rohan muttered with a cold smirk before vanishing from the room in a blur, his speed slicing through the air like the wind.

Meanwhile, somewhere far outside the castle walls, a figure could be seen dragging her feet, trying to escape. Every limb in her body ached, especially her face. Damn him for hurting her when all she had wanted was to give him what she thought he desired and a chance to give herself a much better life and a smart partner. Her face throbbed, and she feared it might not heal, it was still bleeding. Her neck and head ached terribly from where he had slammed her onto the floor when he ran out to check on his brat.

She was a pureblood, she was supposed to heal fast! Cordelia gritted her teeth, horrified to realize that despite the pain, she couldn’t run at her vampire speed. Then she remembered something that made her gulp. In one of the contract clauses she had signed, there was a line that said:

“If you break our deal or you are exposed before delivering the child, you will lose one of the things you treasure about yourself. I shall make your life miserable.”

Cordelia had no idea what impact those ridiculous words would have on her, and she didn’t believe she would actually fail in this. She had simply shrugged them off when she signed. But now she realized that the demon had delivered her straight into the shark’s mouth, and left her there with no way to escape. How dare he take away her speed!

Demons, she thought in resentment, were selfish, evil creatures no one should ever put their trust in or sign any pact with! He had made her play along with his plans, and then he dared to abandon her at her moment of need.

She would make them all pay, including that cousin of hers. Once she got away from here, she would plan her revenge. First she would go to the royal castle and tell the vampire king everything about Rohan and the son they dared to make in secret!

Cordelia had tried calling the demon to help her get away, but he hadn’t responded. She had no speed and no carriage to make a quick escape before Rohan realized she was gone.

“I hope he gets held up by whatever’s wrong with that brat of a son,” Cordelia gritted out, glancing back over her shoulder as she half-walked, half-ran down the fog-covered road that stretched through Grimvale, the path carriages once took to reach the town. Unfortunately, no public carriages passed through here anymore, the road led straight to the castle everyone in Nightbrook dreaded, because it belonged to Rohan.

Rohan. His very name filled her with rage. He had wasted himself on loving that pathetic human she would kill the moment she found her. Love, what a useless word. It had never existed in her world. She had never loved anyone, not even Rohan himself. She only went after things that benefited her life, and Rohan had been a benefit, a path to power and a big fortune. But he just had to go and become a fool like everyone else!

They used to have so much in common and he used to treat her really good and tell her about things he did. It was all because of that human he had changed!

“Don’t think about him now that you’ve gotten away. Just find a way to get far from here and reach the royal castle,” she told herself, moving with grim determination.

There was no moon in the sky, and the fog hung thick over the road, but Cordelia could still see her way through the dimness. She knew, however, that if Rohan came after her, he would come from behind as there was no way around, unless he took the long path to come from her front. So as she ran, she kept glancing over her shoulder every few seconds, never expecting that danger might come from the front instead.

Before she could react, she collided with a solid, unyielding frame. The impact knocked the breath out of her, sending her stumbling backward until she lost her balance and fell hard to the ground.