Married To The Mad Vampire Lord - Chapter 495

Chapter 495: Grief_Part 2
Evenly’s labor went on for so long that Angel began to grow scared, her screams and groans making him believe she was in intense pain. But no matter what, he didn’t move closer, remembering that Evenly had told him to stay back, that she would be fine. When he called her name in worry, she reassured him to remain where he was. Hours passed, and Angel finally lowered himself to sit against the door, knees pulled to his chest, still expecting his father to arrive from that direction with his mother and baby sibling.

After long moments filled with her cries, Angel heard the loud wailing of a baby. His eyes widened as he looked toward the sound, knowing immediately that Enny’s baby had indeed arrived.

Evenly had never expected to go into labor when she was still a month away from her due date. But now, knowing she was no longer human but a vampire, she understood that the process would be different.

Hearing the loud wail of her newborn over the exhausting labor, she lifted her upper body to see the maid holding the small form, kicking tiny feet and flailing hands, crying loudly. Evenly was flooded with emotions too vast for words, but before they could completely overwhelm her, she noticed something: she didn’t feel the relief she had expected. There was still another life inside her, the heavy urge to push urging her body onward. She obeyed instinctively.

“Goodness, Lady Evenly! I believe you are having twins!” exclaimed the maid, kneeling between her legs as she held one small being wailing its lungs out, while the other began to emerge.

Needing assistance, the maid looked around and then her eyes fell on Angel, who was sitting a short distance away.

“Young master, help me with that sheet on the sofa!” the maid called to the boy. Angel quickly got to his feet to obey but froze the moment the fresh smell of blood hit him, striking him sharply.

Angel’s breathing suddenly changed, becoming sharp and guttural, and he couldn’t even move to do what the maid had asked as his body began to act on it’s own.

Angel wanted to move, to hand the sheet over, but that consuming hunger took over his body and he lost himself.

Evenly, struggling to push out the second baby, lifted her head toward the boy and noticed the changes taking over him again. “Angel…” she called softly, breathless, but Angel no longer heard her. His eyes stared at them like he was looking at a meal, the colors of his eyes flashing and shifting.

Before either of them could react, Angel moved with terrifying speed and attacked the maid, who was still holding Evenly’s baby. She let go of the infant as she was knocked back by the young master. The baby hit the floor with an impact that made it wail all the more.

“Angel, stop it!” Evenly cried out as she moved and grabbed the boy’s shirt. He turned on her to attack with a snarl, his large fangs gleaming in his mouth, but as if something swept through the boy all at once, he stopped. His face shifted back to normal, and he fell to the floor clutching his chest, crying out,

“I want my mama… mama!” He stayed like that, crying silently.

“Get him blood,” Evenly told the maid, her voice strained as she reached for her wailing baby on the floor, cuddling the little body while she continued to push out the other child.

The terrified maid, who had almost become a meal to a savage hunger, moved shakily and did as she was told, bringing the jug of blood with trembling hands. Though Angel was confused as to why the sound of his own heart aching for his mother had snapped him out of hurting someone, he took the blood and drank it down to the very last drop.

Recovering from the rogue side that had nearly taken hold of him, Angel got up and ran to get the sheet the maid had asked for earlier. Then he came back to crouch beside Evenly, holding it out to her as she scrunched her face, still pushing and holding the other baby. Seeing Angel with the sheet, she looked at him.

“Put the sheet down, Angel,” she told him, and he did as he was told carefully.

Evenly knew she would be foolish to trust the boy who had almost killed someone just moments ago, but she handed him her baby, trusting that he wouldn’t hurt the child. Angel’s eyes widened as he looked down at the small being wailing in his arms.

The baby was so tiny it felt almost weightless in his hands. Its face was flushed red, and delicate strands of red hair covered its head. He could see the inside of its mouth as it cried. Carefully, he placed the fragile body on the sheet, following Evenly’s instructions to wrap the baby securely. Angel did so, then knelt there, eyes wide with pure fascination, completely captivated by the infant.

Cute. Angel thought with awe as he stared down, fighting the urge to touch the newborn.

Soon there was the loud cry of the other baby.

Evenly gave birth to a girl and a boy, one with tiny strands of dark hair while the other had tiny red strands on their little head.

Few hours later as she watched them both, smiling with tears in her eyes, she silently wished deep in her heart that Rav had been able to see his children before everything went wrong and he had turned like that and left. The two of them were the most adorable little creatures she had ever set eyes on, something she had longed for and finally had, but she couldn’t fully bask in the happiness, for it was tempered by the thought of their father not being here.

Evenly’s emotions broke all over again. They’re so beautiful, Christian. So beautiful. She sobbed silently, kissing each of them on the forehead, feeling the stabbing pain of loss pierce through her heart.

Evenly then noticed Angel had moved away from the side of her vision, and she looked up to see him standing by the tunnel door again, staring at it with an intent she couldn’t immediately understand.

“Angel?” she called to the boy, who had helped her wrap both babies as the maid cleaned her an hour ago. He had been so fascinated by the babies that he had touched their tiny heads and cheeks with gentle awe. But Angel didn’t turn to look at her now. Instead, he spoke,

“Enny… I want to go out and check real quick if my mama and papa are coming. I feel in me that Papa is close, but I cannot feel my mama.” He told her this without waiting for her reply as he moved to the door. The boy unlocked the door the same way he had seen Uncle Rav do, and it opened with a loud bang, hitting the walls behind it. The tunnel was dark, but he ran into it without fear, even as Evenly called for him to come back.

Angel couldn’t wait anymore, not when the feeling inside him refused to be eased, not when he looked down at Enny’s babies and wondered if his mama’s baby had also come, and if she would return with it.

He ran at full speed and soon reached the ladder that led up to the hidden circular door. He climbed the ladder and easily unlocked it, then pushed it up. He stepped out of the hole into the Grimvale Forest, where trees surrounded him. He looked up at the canopy of branches where the leaves blocked most of the afternoon sky, but not completely.

Smoke rose from somewhere in the distance, and Angel heard the sound of the war, but he didn’t go back into the hole to return to the safe house underground. He kept staring at the sky.

Angel’s instincts had never been wrong before, and just as he expected, he noticed a winged figure flying past the trees. His eyes brightened instantly. Papa!

He bent down, closed the hidden door, and then opened his own wings since there was no one around to see him. He followed the direction his father had taken, the one leading toward the front of the castle. Angel arrived just in time to see his father landing heavily in the middle of the castle grounds.

“Papa!” Angel called as he also landed a few distance behind him.