Married To The Mad Vampire Lord - Chapter 483

Chapter 483: The search for wife
In no time, words had gotten out about the humans’ invasion into the vampire land. The words spread around faster than the wind. They had entered from where none of the vampires had expected them to enter.

Nightbrook has two borders where travelers come and go, one in the south and another in the east, and those were the entry ways into the vampire land, while the other border located in the west was a no-way into the land because it had mountains, rivers, and forests forming the natural boundaries. However, the humans had somehow found their way into the vampire land through that side of the border that had no soldiers protecting it, as the vampires believed humans couldn’t invade through there.

Hearing that the humans had built big weapons with guns that held bullets capable of killing vampires sent every single vampire in Nightbrook into panic, and the vampire soldiers began preparing to protect their lands, hurrying to the location of the invasion. It was closer to the biggest establishment built and hidden in the forest part of the unused border, a place not everyone even knew about, as they did not sell blood there but only kept pregnant slaves and delivered their babies to the establishments built in the cities and towns.

While the soldiers and Gaggers were preparing for the battle of the century between humans and vampires, Rohan was scouring every corner of the land, searching every establishment and secluded property that belonged to Cordelia. But none of them held his wife. He even stopped the wagons carrying slaves out to safe places, but none of the wagons had her in them.

It was a custom of establishment owners to send their source of food to safety when a war would happen, as when it ended, Nightbrook wouldn’t want to start from the beginning where they had no humans to take blood from. Thus, whenever any chaos was starting, every slave was carried out of the establishments and taken into a safe place built underground.

He went to every establishment and stopped their wagon processions on the roads to search through the people. Angry at not finding her, Rohan killed every single vampire taking the slaves’ wagons to a safe house and then released the terrified humans inside the vehicles.

“If you all want to live, run towards your kind and seek protection.” Saying that, he flew into the sky again without waiting to see if they did as he told them or were too scared to fight to live. Rohan did this on repeat, but he never did find his wife in any of the processions.

He even began to doubt if Cordelia had put her in an establishment in the first place because he had checked every single one he knew of in Nightbrook.

Time was running out. He could sense the chaos approaching Nightbrook with each passing hour, and with each passing hour, his wife’s time to take back souls was running out, and so was Rav’s possibility of being saved. Thinking about what condition she must be in did nothing but make him restless. If only the mark they shared was that powerful, he would have tracked her in a blink.

But just like that bastard demon had said, he couldn’t leave a permanent mark on a person living on a borrowed life. Not until Belle finished fixing what had ruined the orders of the land of the dead; she couldn’t hold a permanent mark that would bind them together forever.

It seemed he would have to torture Cordelia more in order to get his answers straight from her. With that thought, Rohan made his way back to the castle to check on his son and also deal with Cordelia. He could find Belle fast if he agreed to the demon king, but giving away his son was not an option.

He couldn’t think of giving away his boy. Doing that would not only make him regret it for life, but his wife would come to hate him for it. Belle would never approve of giving away their son in order to find her. Hence, he didn’t even let the selfish part of his mind that had been playing with the idea since the time the demon king planted it in his head consider it.

From what he knew, this set of souls Belle was meant to carry next were not the harder puzzles that needed to be taken at that particular given time like the witches they had killed. From what she had explained to him, she had approximately three months left to finish taking back every single soul on her list, with a few in the list that must be taken at a particular given time. But the ones she missed yesterday were not the harder puzzles, which meant she still had some more time. He only hoped Cordelia had not done something stupid to his wife, for her stupidity would cost her worse than her life.

Rohan returned to the castle, and immediately he entered, he sensed something amiss in the air. He made his way straight to Angel’s room, and there he found Evenly standing with her back pressed to the door and her palm pressed to her mouth, her face pale like she had seen a ghost.

“What’s wrong?” came Rohan’s voice, with his brows pulled together as he walked towards the door.

Evenly, who had been standing there since she had noticed what was happening inside Angel’s room, turned to look at the duke. “It’s Angel…” she whispered dreadfully.

“What about my son? What happened to him?” Rohan demanded, and without even waiting to hear what had happened, he moved forward and pushed the door open before Evenly could caution him about what was in the room.

Rohan entered and came to a sudden stop, his eyes narrowing down at the floor where blood was stained on the wooden planks, with pieces of flesh scattered across it. His eyes followed the mess and stopped on a small curled-up figure beside the bed on the floor.

Angel had curled his small body into a protective ball, blood on his hands and nightwear. There was no need to wonder what had happened here, Rohan knew, and he felt his heart constrict.

“Angel?” he called softly as he closed the distance and went down on his knees next to the small body.

Hearing his father’s voice and feeling his presence, the small body uncurled and turned his head over his shoulder to look up at his father. Blood was smeared on his cheeks and mouth, and his eyes had changed back to their original black, only now the black in them had consumed the entire white. They shone like a moonless dark night.

“Papa…” The boy parted his lips to call, looking guilty and terrified at the same time. “I did something real bad to Sofia…”

Sofia was the name of one of the servants working in the castle.

Rohan gathered him into his arms, lifting him from the floor onto his arms as he sat on the edge of the bed, settling the boy on his thighs.

Evenly carefully walked into the room, her eyes now taking in the mess on the floor and the boy held in his father’s arms. An hour ago, she had come here intending to look for the duke and ask what he planned to do with Rav, and if he had a way to help, seeing that he had kept him alive. But she had walked into a room where Angel was feasting on the maid inside.

Evenly had quickly backed away and closed the door, knowing the bite had done what they all feared it would do to the boy. He had been turned…

She had been worried about Angel and terrified of what the duke would do when he returned to realize Rav’s bite had affected his son. She had stayed outside, torn between going to Rav and staying at the door to make sure the boy was all right and wouldn’t leave the room to go savage on other people.

Now she found the little boy held in his father’s arms as he looked up at the duke’s face with teary eyes as he continued to speak.

“Papa… I didn’t mean to hurt Sofia. I felt so hungry, that’s why I did that to Sofia. Mama doesn’t like me to hurt people, but I hurt Sofia and I feel bad because I don’t want to hurt anyone…” Angel murmured quietly. He hadn’t even realized what he’d done until after it happened. He had woken up with a hunger unlike anything he’d ever felt, one that pushed him to attack the maid watching over him.

He didn’t want to hurt anyone because it was bad to do so, but he hadn’t been able to control himself. He had tried to even stop and take deep breaths like his father taught him to do if he got consumed by hunger but he hadn’t even been able to breathe.

Rohan raised his hand and stroked the boy’s hair as he assured softly, “Don’t worry, Max. Your mother will understand that you didn’t mean to hurt her. Sofia will understand it too.” He began unbuttoning Angel’s shirt to see his arm where he had been bitten, but Angel frowned and said,

“Sofia is inside my belly. How can Sofia understand now that I didn’t mean to eat her, papa? I want to vomit her real quick, but vomit doesn’t want to come.”