Married To The Mad Vampire Lord - Chapter 505

Chapter 505: Home_Part 2
“Does your apology mean…I will never get him back? …have I really lost him for good?” Evenly choked, biting her lower lip and looking up at him with pained eyes. I need my Christian with me. He needs to see our babies, he needs to be by my side while I name them. Please don’t tell me you can’t help, please give me something to hold onto. Please…

Evenly pleaded in her mind, but even her desperate eyes said it all, and Rohan wished he could help in any way to ease her of the heartache. Belle was revived, but that didn’t mean she still held the ability to save Rav like she had once planned.

‘You should also keep this in mind, young one. Your girl is no longer a reaper, she’s pure human now, who is more weak than what she once was. Be careful not to kill her again because I won’t help bring her back,’ Ereves had told him.

“I am sorry. There’s nothing I can do for him anymore. Corruption has no cure, and no one ever returns to normal after turning,” Rohan told her, being honest so she wouldn’t hold on to any hope and be disappointed all over again in the future.

Losing Belle had taught him how deeply one hurt when it came to losing a loved one, and as much as he wanted to be of help, he was helpless. He watched as she clutched her hand to her chest and went down on her knees, sobbing with trembling shoulders, and he suddenly didn’t even know what to do, because apart from his own woman, he wasn’t good at consoling others.

Rohan stood there watching her cry out her heartbreak, feeling helpless until his son stepped forward and handed the baby he was holding to him.

Rohan took the red-haired infant along with his own and then watched his son go down on his knees, gently raising Evenly’s head up and hugging it to his small chest. “Shh, don’t cry. I will find Uncle Rav for you and bring him back to you. After I see my mama, we will find Uncle Rav.” He ran his fingers against her hair, and Evenly moved and hugged him, crying.

Rohan stood at the side, watching how much his son had grown in the past days and was consoling someone with so much care. When he had been Angel’s age, he didn’t know the first thing about consoling a person.

The baby in his arm sneezed, causing him to glance down at Rav’s daughter, whose eyes were surprisingly not red but brown, the same shade Rav had before Rohan turned him many years ago. She wasn’t supposed to have normal eyes; they should have been red like every turned vampire’s child. He had seen the other baby’s eyes, a light red, but this one was different. This could only be possible if something had occurred during her birth that forced the baby’s system to change entirely.

Babies born like this, with an altered system between two vampire parents, often suffered complications, as their kind were known as halfbreeds, the weakest kind of vampires. Rohan stared into those brown eyes, feeling his heart go out to a friend who had stood by him yet would never get the chance to stand by his own family or be there for his children, especially one born this way, who would need more attention and care in the future.

‘I will do my best to take care of them for you, Rav,’ Rohan promised silently.

Rohan told Evenly to come with them as he would be using a portal to reach the cottage, but she said he should go ahead and reconcile with his wife first, and she needed some time to herself to get a hold of her emotions. He could come back for her and her babies the next day after they had settled.

She helped him wash Roseline and wear the clothes he went to retrieve from the chamber he had shared with Belle, and she had knitted the sweater for the newborn before all this had happened. The girl slept all through the bath.

Angel bathed himself as he told his father he was old enough to do it himself. The boy was eager and filled with anticipation for their meeting with Belle. However, Rohan didn’t tell him she didn’t hold any memories of them yet. He secured his daughter in a sling across his chest and then held his son’s hand.

Evenly stood and watched them walk through the portal, and immediately after it closed behind them, silent tears leaked from her eyes, and the silence closed in around her.

The maid who had been with them had never returned after she went after Angel that day he ran into the tunnel, and now, left alone with her babies and Rav’s letter, which she had reread until every word was carved into her heart and mind, she felt utterly sad and alone.

Rohan had told her the world was finally safe before he left, and so Evenly gathered her babies in her arms and left the underground space. She stepped outside the castle, where the smell of smoke still clung to the air and curled upward in gray ribbons toward the sky. The world had gone through one of its greatest catastrophes in history, and she stared at the distant smoke with her babies making small, comforting noises that filled her ears and softened her sadness, if only a little.

She looked around the castle grounds as though searching for someone. “Rav, where have you run to? Did you get caught in the chaos? Are you still alive out there, living as a rogue?” she whispered shakily. “I miss you…” Tears slid down her cheeks as she closed her eyes and clenched her fist around the ring he had given her as an engagement ring. “I don’t want them to grow up without knowing who you are. We all need you… please come back to us.”

While she was standing there, longing for him, the latter was stuck in one of the many cells in the dungeon, unable to find his way out. When the rogue had attacked Josh Clifton, he had backed him into one of the cells in the far corners and devoured him. However, amidst their struggling, the gate of the cell had closed shut behind them, and being a rogue with no sense to open a door, the creature remained there, slamming around for an opening but finding none.

For a moment, the rogue-looking man, whose skin looked almost too clean for a rogue, had his white eyes flash to red and then back to white again before he continued ramming his head against the gate, as if he desperately wanted to walk out but couldn’t.

Across the lands, many people could be seen coming out of their hiding places, people who had managed to escape the catastrophe. Many houses had burned down to nothing but ash, and almost all the soldiers from both sides of humans and vampires were killed. Trees were burned across every one of the lands, none of them escaping the disaster.

“My mansion! My wealth! I lost everything!”

“Where is my son? Have you seen him?”

“Did you see my daughter?”

“I am looking for where my house used to be, but I can’t find it. Everything has burned down!”

“Oh Lord in heavens! My fortune and carriages!”

“The fire has stopped, but our land is gone. How are we going to ever rebuild everything from the beginning?!”

Words like that were carried by the survivors who looked around the ruins. Nobody had the thought of war in their mind at that moment because they believed the war was the reason the heavens had cursed them and brought this upon them.