Married To The Mad Vampire Lord - Chapter 491

Chapter 491: Caught in the war_Part 2
Belle had seen her share of dead bodies in her life, and though she wasn’t immune to the gruesome sight, one had to be strong in order to survive, and survival was something she had fought for since the moment she had experienced death as Isabelle and realized that once you lose your life, getting it back is impossible.

Survival was something she would fight for in order to go back to her family, her son, her husband, and to take their newborn home and celebrate its birth with every single one of her loved ones. Evenly, Rav and everyone.

Those thoughts gave her strength, and the weakness in her body was momentarily forgotten as she moved with purpose, ducking when needed while explosives were hurled over their heads and burst a short distance away, the force of each blast almost knocking them off their feet.

They finally came out of the establishment through the blown-up fence, but they stopped short at what greeted them outside. They had thought the inside was chaotic, but outside the fence was double the madness as the two sides crashed together in a violent war.

Belle had never seen this many human armies in all her life. Some of them were fighting the vampires head-on, while others were spread across the upper grounds along the mountainside of the west border, firing cannons and guns toward the vampires, who depended on their speed to fight. But before any vampire could move fast enough to reach the humans positioned on the heights of the mountainside, a barrage of gunshots erupted and cannons were let loose.

Belle and Andrea ducked behind another big tree outside the broken fence just as another cannon was fired, breaking apart the vampires’ gathered troops. Belle watched in pure horror as the explosion tore through the bodies of the vampires, smoke rising from them before turning them into nothing but drifting dust. That was when she realized the humans had come prepared with weapons specifically meant to finish off the night creatures, without caring if any human became collateral damage.

“Dear lord, we are going to die, Isabelle. We are going to die. There’s no way out of here!” Andrea cried out, trembling on the ground where they had ducked behind the tree, the sounds of the war drowning out the cries of the baby in Belle’s arms.

Looking around and seeing no way out of this chaos, vampires on one side and humans on the other, Belle almost believed they would die, but she wasn’t willing to give up without trying. Rohan was on his way. He would be here soon. But they couldn’t just wait here while cannons and guns kept firing; one strike could hit the tree and crush them beneath it.

Another thing even more concerning than the war was the reaper she had noticed following them, disappearing and reappearing every now and then in front of them or behind them. Reapers only followed their victims, waiting for the exact moment death would strike before they took the soul. At this point, after giving birth to her baby safe and sound, Belle couldn’t tell who among them would die today, or whose soul this one reaper was waiting to claim.

Clutching her baby in one arm, she grabbed Andrea’s hand and said, “We won’t die if we keep moving. We have to move away from the mouth of the war and try to get away from this side. My husband will be here soon, and I need to be somewhere he can find us faster. Andrea, get a hold of yourself!” Belle shouted at the trembling young woman, who looked as pale as a sheet and kept muttering that they would die here today like the other slaves in the establishment.

Andrea looked at Belle’s determined face, streaked with dirt smudges. “I…I am not strong like you, Isabelle. I can’t do this. You should go if you can, I…I will stay here.”

Belle wasn’t the kind to leave people behind, especially someone who had helped her survive the establishment while she was being starved, and who had helped her give birth to her baby in the midst of chaos when she could have run away from fear. Even with a reaper following them, and Belle knowing someone might die, she wouldn’t let fate unfold without fighting back.

“I’m terrified too, Andrea, but we need to try to survive. I can’t let myself die. I can’t. I have so much to fight for in this world, so much I want to return to. Just hold on to my hand as tight as you can and follow my lead. Understood?” Belle asked firmly, and the other woman, still sobbing, nodded and clutched her hand even tighter.

“On the count of three, you move with me and we run to hide behind the next tree. We will do that until we are on a safer grounds.”

Andrea nodded again.

While the two women ran into the chaos, ducking every now and then behind trees or going down on the ground, Rohan was flying with everything in him to reach the west border in time. From the sky, he noticed as the vampires’ troops were marching and leaping towards the west border, where even from the distance he could see the smoke rising and smell that the war had broken off.

Having used his wings too much yesterday while looking for his wife’s whereabouts, he couldn’t push them to move faster than they were already carrying him to the west border.

It took longer than he liked to reach the border, and when he reached it, Rohan was surprised at the chaos where he couldn’t see a thing from above because of the smoke and dust. One thing was clear though, the establishment was burning down, and the fire was blazing and rising with dark smoke.

Rohan felt his inside tighten as the first thread of fear made its way to his heart. “I hope you are not in that fire, Isa,” he muttered to himself as he tried to reach her through the mark he had left on her, but it was useless.

He had no choice but to get down in the middle of the battle. He had a strong feeling in his heart that his wife wasn’t caught in the fire but in the battle. He never ignored his heart’s feelings.

Nonetheless, the moment Rohan landed in the middle of the battle, the soldiers around him were momentarily stunned at the sight of a man with wings. But they recovered from the shock quickly and moved in to attack him.

Rohan, who had little to no patience left while searching for his wife, immediately began fighting his way forward. The vampires didn’t seem to have the sense to recognize him either, because they attacked him just as fiercely as the humans.

Rohan was here for one person, but if he would have to kill to make his way to her, so be it. With a nonchalant air around him, he began to fight them off, not caring if he was killing the humans or the vampires, who had crashed in a battle with the humans staking the vampires’ hearts and the vampires ripping the heads off the humans.

He moved to avoid any weapon that was aimed at him and then killed while moving his eyes around for the sight of his wife, who he could strangely sense was near somewhere around. Nothing should happen to you, Isa. You better be safe and unharmed when I find you.

Rohan killed with his claws and flames. It was when he held two people by the neck, one vampire and the other human, that he thought he heard Belle calling his name. He snapped the necks of the two and turned in time to see his wife, clutching a bundle to her chest and pulling another woman behind her as they ran towards him.

Rohan didn’t stop fighting off anyone in his path, even as his eyes remained locked on her. His wife had lost so much weight, her clothes torn and tattered, yet even from a distance, he could see the flicker of relief on her face at the sight of him.

“Get down, Isa!!” Rohan shouted noticing the humans were about to fire another cannon.

She and the woman she held ducked low as the cannon fired from the mountains, the ground shuddering beneath him. His body tensed as he struggled to see through the choking smoke, unsure if she had been struck. But then she rose again, clutching the bundle tightly against her chest. His eyes zeroed on it, and a surge of protectiveness and love tore through him. He knew, with a certainty that made his chest ache, that it was their child she held in her arm.

Rohan could not give words to his relief and the love in his heart for the strong woman he had married. She has grown so much from the little bunny he knew. Unable to hold back anymore, as he couldn’t wait to get her out of this chaos, Rohan opened his wings. The snapping of the wings knocked off the vampires and humans close to him.

He flew into the sky, heading straight toward her, intending to land in front of her. But just as he began to descend, Belle rose from where she and the other woman had ducked again to avoid another cannon that had exploded somewhere nearby, sending dust and flames into the air. Then a sudden series of gunfire erupted from the humans, who had formed a line at the back to target the vampires, and right in the middle of it all was his wife.

Rohan saw it coming even before it happened, and he moved with a speed he had never moved with before, spreading his wings just as the bullets were fired.

The gunfire erupted, blasting the surroundings, tearing into the ground and striking bodies, some grazing his back and searing his skin. The assault began as suddenly as it ended, just as vampires leaped to strike the gunmen.

Rohan barely registered the pain, the weapons were made for vampires, not his kind. His only concern was Belle, now in front of him, frozen in place with a pale face and wide eyes. He kept his wings spread around her in a protective shield as the chaos of war raged on around them.

“I finally found you, my love.” Rohan whispered as he opened his arms to her, thinking she was standing there with widened eyes because he had taken the bullets to his back to protect her and their baby, not knowing it was something entirely different that caused her to freeze like that.

“Rohan…” she called his name just before her legs gave out beneath her and she fell against his chest with the baby between them, whimpering. Rohan’s arms went around her automatically, but his hands came in contact with something warm and sticky, and the smell of her blood hit his nose.