Married To The Mad Vampire Lord - Chapter 528

Chapter 528: The only way to help
She slowly pulled back her fingers, and her hand brushed against his nipple on its way back down. His nipples were as hard as a pebble, and with a start, she wondered if men got hard like that too. Quickly, she slid her fingertips away from it, unsure if it was because he was aroused or if it was always that way. Her own breasts were puckered so tightly they hurt.

To clear the sexual air around them, Belle asked something that had been burning in her mind after everything Rohan had told her about what she had forgotten. “You said I had hoped to help Rav when I was still a reaper, but things didn’t work out the way we planned. Did he die because of me?” she asked.

Rohan’s arousal was quickly suppressed at her question, because it was exactly what he had wanted to avoid by not telling her immediately about Rav when she first woke up, he didn’t want her to blame herself for not being there to keep her promise.

“No, he didn’t die because of you. Just like what Angel said, he is not dead. He turned into a creature who could no longer think or act normally, only to kill and eat. That scar on Angel’s arm was caused by the creature; that’s how dangerous he has become and why he could no longer stay around anyone.” Rohan explained everything that had happened during those times she had been held captive in the establishment, and the attempts they had made to help Rav.

“Does that mean we can no longer help him now?” she asked, her heart aching for her friend and the innocent twins who wouldn’t know who their father was. If there were any way she could help now, she would do it without hesitation.

“Apart from the plan you had hoped to carry out back then, there is no other way now, and even that is no longer possible. The elders wouldn’t risk destroying any more orders; I was told they have changed patterns and codes to the ways of the dead just to stay safe. They have also made you completely mortal. The only way you could ever go back there would be by dying here, just like everyone else, and I can never allow that to happen again,” he said, a fierce possessiveness burning in his eyes. He had just gotten her back and would never allow her to be lost again. Once she settled down, healed from everything, and became willing, he would change her into a vampire.

Seeing the despair on her face as she realized there was no way they could help Rav, Rohan continued to speak, “From all my research in the past, the only method that could ever cure a rogue is by changing the heart and finding a match for the rogue’s body, and that method has never been successfully performed by anyone. But I have a feeling someone is going to work on it soon,” he added, subtly referring to their son without actually revealing who he meant.

‘Papa, can I ask you to help me do something?’ Angel had asked that evening after Rohan returned Evenly’s daughter.

‘What do you want?’ Rohan had inquired, smiling from the bed, where Angel hopped on and laid beside him.

‘You know that time when I went to our old house to bring Enny and the babies, I met Uncle Rav. He has turned worse, but not so worse; he came back to normal for some time and then went back to that thing again. Papa, I think I can help him.’

Rohan had frowned, ‘How?’

Angel had let out a sigh that sounded way too old for his age. ‘I thought about what you say that time, about changing heart. Uncle Rav’s heart has rot and can’t be fixed. I try to fix it, but it only bring him pain and make him return to the thing again. The only way to help him now is to change his heart to another one, but I don’t know how. I want to study and master the act of changing hearts like you say, but before I know how to do it, I need to take him from that place in the cage.’

Rohan had looked at his son and seen the determination in his eyes. Rohan himself had tried once to master the act of changing hearts when he still collected them and conducted his experiments with humans and anybody available to him, but it had never truly worked out, as it was one of the most complicated things in the world. He had given up and only collected and kept the hearts.

But seeing how interested Angel looked, and hearing that Rav had turned normal for a time before going rogue again, Rohan had not even scolded him for what he had done, as Rav coming back to normal, even briefly, was a clear hope that, if they could change his heart and find a match, he could be cured from his corruption.

But to master that act, one had to have at least the knowledge of a physician, which Rohan lacked, because it required hours of study and going through anatomy books written by scholars, books that were hard to come by if you were not studying medicine.

If Angel really wanted to perform such a procedure, it would require a great deal of hard work, because a single mistake could kill Rav instead of save him. They would also have to find a perfect match for his heart to replace the corrupted one.

The thought of the cure was not an easy one, but Rohan knew his son had already set his mind on it, and no power in this world could make him stop now.

With that thought, Rohan had decided to support whatever decision Angel would take in helping Rav, and had gone there that evening to move Rav to a safer place; unfortunately, Rav had reverted to his rogue state by the time Rohan arrived, forcing him to secure him with chains.

Angel had said Rav had told him not to inform Evenly about his whereabouts until there was a hundred percent chance he could be saved; if not, it was better she never knew.

Rohan understood Rav’s reasoning. Telling his woman about his whereabouts when they were not yet sure if Angel would master the act his father had failed at was like giving a starving person food and then taking it back just before they could take a bite.

For now, he believed it was better for Evenly not to know about it, but he wasn’t very good at keeping things from his wife and knew it would be close to impossible not to share this with her. So Rohan found himself telling her everything his son had said in secret.

“What?” Belle’s eyes went wide with surprised disbelief. “Wouldn’t that take years to do? Angel’s just a baby.” She still saw her son as a baby, and couldn’t imagine him taking on the responsibility of changing someone’s heart.

“Angel is not human, love. Do you know that in the demon world, demon children start being responsible for themselves just a few months after birth? Not that I would let my son do that alone, but demons grow far faster than any other creature, and if he were a pureblood, he would have already grown to the size of a human adult by now. That’s why I don’t doubt he could do it if we support and assist him. I also hope for Rav to be there for his family.”

Belle was silent for a while, still not quite accustomed to the fact that her family had demon blood in them. She had also noticed how Angel seemed to be growing every day, as if he were being fed a growth elixir. In just a few days since her return, Angel had not only added height but also a surprising maturity.

“But do you think he will succeed in something nobody has ever done before?” she asked doubtfully.

In Rohan’s case, putting back his heart wasn’t done manually, because it was his heart and it belonged inside him, and Astral who had kept it had secured it in a way that it would return to him the moment he got it back. Meanwhile, it was different for Rav, whose real heart had rotted and needed a replacement, which had to be installed.