Married To The Mad Vampire Lord - Chapter 476

Chapter 476: Sworn enemy
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.

Cordelia didn’t even have to see his face to know the man she was running from had caught up to her. She looked up at the silhouetted figure looming over her. The first thing that came to mind was to stand and run, but she didn’t even get to take more than two steps when he yanked her back by the hair. He twisted a handful of her long strands around his fist, hauled her back, forced her head up, and made her look up at his furious face.

“Did you think you could run away from me, dear cousin? We haven’t finished our discussion yet, have we?” he said in a voice that sounded as if he were speaking of casual things, but Cordelia knew better.

“Let go of me, you’re hurting my scalp!” she hissed, trying to pull free, but it only made her head throb more.

“If you make this hard for me, I will hurt more than your scalp, Cordie. Knowing you, you have hurt more than my precious wife’s scalp, and may whatever devil you made a deal with save you if I find her harmed in any way. You will tell me everything you know, whether you like it or not.” Saying that, Rohan forced her eyes to meet his, then compelled her and asked the most important question of all.

“Where are you keeping my wife?”

Rohan expected her to start talking under his spell, but she surprised him by laughing instead. “Ask me that a thousand times and I’ll give you the same answer every time. I don’t know where she is!”

Rohan knew, even without being told, that she had used something to make his compelling not work on her. And again he knew who must have fed it to her. The demon king.

It was indeed true, the demon king had given her something that worked to prevent a demon’s compulsion from taking hold. He knew the real Belle couldn’t be compelled, and Rohan, who had the ability to compel vampires, could compell her to get her to expose things he wouldn’t want her exposing. The demon king hadn’t wanted to take any risk and had given the vampiress the liquid to drink.

“Do you know what, Cordie?” Rohan said calmly, realizing compelling was now out of the question and he had to do it his own way to get answers. “Lately I have been itching to torture someone, and you just had to be a fool to poke my urges again. By the time I am done with you, you will confess to me where you keep my wife.” Saying that, he grabbed her arm and then opened his wings. Rohan rose into the sky, letting her dangle by the hand he held; he flew so low that her legs and body hit the branches of trees, causing her to scream.

There was one thing he knew about Cordelia, she might act cunning and clever, but she was one of the most foolish and selfish vampires he had ever known. She valued her body more than anything, and if he targeted what she valued the most, it wouldn’t take long before she started confessing, believing he would set her free after her deceit.

Cordelia, who had never known he had wings, didn’t even get to process the fact through the painful journey before he landed at his castle and dragged her into a place like an underground tunnel. Not long after, they arrived inside the dark, damp-smelling dungeons. He pushed her into one of the many cells and then locked it behind her as he said,

“Enjoy your stay here with the rodents before I come back. Make sure you have provided me with answers that will satisfy me, Cordie, or so help you.” he said in a casual tone as he locked the gate of the cell.

Cordelia ran to the bars and wrapped her hands around the narrow iron rods, trying to pull them apart, but the cells here were specially made to hold vampires and would not budge.

Cordelia, who had never been behind bars and was bleeding from many places on her body, looked up at Rohan as he turned away and began to walk off with the only keys that could unlock the cell.

“Torturing me or killing me won’t make me talk. Let me out of here, Rohan Dagon. If I die, she will die with me!” Cordelia screamed after him, even though she dreaded what he would do when he returned as she knew her second cousin was a crazy person when provoked!

Rohan hadn’t even finished walking out of the dungeon when he opened the other link that connected him to the demon king. What greeted him first was the creature’s amused voice:

“Hello, young one. I have been expecting you to reach out soon.”

Rohan walked out of the dungeon, trying to keep his cool and his voice from giving away any of the emotions he felt towards the creature who fathered him. “You must be laughing your head off right now thinking I’ve got him where I want him to be, demon. I will kill you if it’s the last thing I do.”

“You can only kill me if you can find me, young one. I am home, come home and vent your anger,” he cooed calmly, knowing that once Rohan stepped into the demon world, he could lock him there until he came to terms with staying forever.

“My home is Isabelle. You took her from me by planting an impostor in her place. Where is she?” Rohan demanded as he flew into the sky and went to stand at the top of the tower, the cold wind biting his face.

“You wouldn’t have ever existed if it weren’t for me, boy. I gave you life and made you with my last seed, but in the end, you disappointed me, you chose a woman over your true nature,” came the arrogant voice of the demon king. His words made Rohan wish the creature stood before him so he could knock some sense into him, for it seemed he had none. How could someone like this have become his sire? Having a being like this demon as a father was worse than knowing one came from dirt.

“Do you hear yourself, Ereves? It seems you lost your shame along with your wretched world, for you clearly have none left for the words you speak. I would be surprised if you had any sense of decency at all, since you lacked even the brains chickens have. Your heads are empty except for the delusions you made up to fool yourself,” Rohan said flatly.

“You speak without knowing anything. You think you gave me life, but you’re dead wrong. The life you gave me, I lost many years ago. The life I have now was given to me by Isabelle, and I will live every single moment of it for her alone, no one else. Whoever dares to come between us will be my sworn enemy, just as you have become now. And I’ll tell you this, Ereves, when I get my hands on my enemies, I make them suffer.”

The demon king was so flabbergasted that he didn’t speak for a long moment, too stunned by the defiant words hurled at him by the very boy he had sired. No one had ever dared address him by his name, nor spoken to him with such blatant disrespect, until now. Had this boy not carried his blood, he would have long been dead. And if Ereves hadn’t wanted him just the way he was, Rohan Dagon would have been punished for his insolence. Sworn enemy? Ha. What an ungrateful child to have been born from my final seed.

The demon king let out a laugh, “You know, you are so much like me in some ways that I can’t help but be proud even when you insult me and call me shameless and senseless. You pushed me into becoming this way, son. If you were in my place, you’d do the same thing I did.”