Back in the living world, Rohan still held his son in his arms for almost an hour now, since he had fallen into the state of unconsciousness. He didn’t know how Angel had gotten the ability, but the fact that he could see Kuhn then was clear evidence that he had inherited part of his mother’s ability. However, Rohan had not thought he would actually be able to step into the land of the dead like Belle.
The more time ticked by, the more worried he became about his family being on the other side of the world while he was here.
The soul in Belle’s body had gone through intense pain. She had been screaming the whole time, but the cloth Evenly had stuffed in her mouth muffled the sound. Angel had put a stroke of fire in her blood vessels that made her go through unbearable pain.
She had begged with teary eyes, but nobody listened to her. She had brought herself into the body and could leave it if she wanted to. The pain must have become so unbearable that, after some minutes, she went silent and still. That was when Rohan felt her slip out of the body, leaving it hollowed and empty.
But before he could even put his son down and look to see if there was any breath left in his wife’s body, Angel suddenly jolted awake with a cry, his little body trembling, tears streaming down his flushed face.
"Mama!" he cried out as he rubbed a hand against the side of his stomach. Rohan hastily ripped away his nightshirt and saw the red finger marks on his skin that were already beginning to heal.
Immediately, he realized Belle must have done that to wake him up, which meant he had found her in the other world. If Angel was back and the soul had left, it meant his wife could return at any moment as well.
Without wasting a single moment, not even to console his crying son, Rohan handed him over to Evenly before climbing onto the bed to check on Belle’s body. But what he saw there knocked the very breath out of him.
She had gone pale like a corpse, and a fresh wound was slowly forming on her forehead. Blood was gushing out and rolling down her face into the pillow, soaking it dark pink.
"No, no, no," Rohan muttered as he stumbled forward and pulled her head away from the pillow, placing it on his thigh and trying to stop the bleeding by pressing his sleeve onto it. It wasn’t good at all. She was supposed to be awake without the imposter in her body, but with this much blood, it only meant she had hurt herself badly in the other world.
Everything else blurred away from Rohan’s senses, and all he could think about was his wife. Even his son’s loud cries at the sight of his mother were a blur as he tried to stop the bleeding with shaky hands. She was breathing, but it was barely there, and her heartbeat was so weak he could hardly hear it. She was slipping away from life slowly.
Seeing how the blood kept gushing out like a dam had been broken inside her head, Rohan realized it wasn’t something he could stop with the cloth. Too much blood.
"Rav, call the damned doctor!" he gritted as the warm liquid soaked into the cloth he pressed on her head and into his trouser, but no matter what he did, it wasn’t stopping. The scent of blood barely registered in his vampire senses as his heart and mind fell into panic and anger at the helplessness of how fragile a human life was, how easily it could be lost by a wound and too much blood lost.
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