Married To The Mad Vampire Lord novel Chapter 471

Chapter 471: Exposed_Part 2

Unknown to her, Rohan had not used any trick question; what he had asked was something his wife would never forget because it was important. There were five souls to take tomorrow from Rivercross, and this slip confirmed his suspicions and the words of his son and Rav.

"I see," Rohan said simply as he spat his cigar into the fireplace. He pulled his hand from his pocket, removed her hands from around his waist, and turned to face her. A humorless, dead smile played on his face as he tilted his head to the side, and in the same motion his hand shot up to wrap around her neck without giving her time to react.

"Rohan...!"

Cordelia’s eyes went huge in astonishment, she had not expected him to suddenly seize her like that without warning.

Rohan didn’t tighten his grip to bruise; he held her just enough to keep her in place, not yet certain if the body before him still belonged to his wife and it was her soul that was missing or if everything about her was a lie. He wouldn’t want to scar his woman’s body in anyway, hence he chose to do it in his own way.

"What are you doing? Let go of my neck," Cordelia said, trying to act calm when, in truth, she was alarmed by his sudden action of grabbing her neck.

Rohan clicked his tongue as he stared into her eyes, eyes that were as hazel as he remembered, but held none of the spark or warmth he loved about them. "When brains were being shared to everyone, you missed your chance, woman. Had you gotten one, you would have thought twice before trying to deceive me. Who are you?" he asked, his voice calm.

Cordelia’s initial reaction would have been more alarmed, but she toned it down to keep herself from exposing anything to him when he didn’t seem to know himself.

"What do you mean, Rohan?" she asked, acting clueless while internally cursing the demon for assuring her that there was no way he would ever see through the illusion. She had acted really well being that human, so there was no way he knew she wasn’t her! He was only suspecting, and without proof, he couldn’t do anything.

"Where is the gift I gave you on your birthday? You never took it off, but it’s missing on you," Rohan suddenly asked. Cordelia instinctively replied without waiting to consider his words, afraid that hesitation would make him suspicious when, in truth, she had no idea what gift he spoke of.

"I forgot to wear it and put it away in the wardrobe. Is that what all this is about, Rohan?" she asked, forcing a smile to her face. But Rohan returned it with a cold, slow pull of his mouth as he asked,

"What was the gift again, darling?" Rohan already knew this person wasn’t his wife. What he wanted to know was if it was still her body, and what the motives behind all of this were. Had Belle been taken over by another soul from the land of the dead?

Cordelia swallowed hard. What was the gift? That damn ball of vision didn’t always show things; sometimes it went blank at the wrong times and made her miss visions. She truly had no idea what it was because she hadn’t watched the day of the human’s birthday.

When she hesitated without giving the answer quickly, Rohan’s expression darkened and turned hard, like his features had been dipped into gold to freeze them in all their sharpness.

"Rohan, I am your wife. Why are you suddenly looking at me like that? What has come over you today?" she asked, forcing a fearful expression on her face when she had no heart to carry fear in her true body as Cordelia, which gave her away yet again.

Rohan let out a dry chuckle. "How did I fail to notice this?" he said, more to himself than to the imposter. "Your heart beats in the same rhythm, without registering fear, even when I have my hand around your neck in a dead grip, and your face shows fear. The fear on your face should register in your heart. That means you are not her. You took her form to pose as her. You copied the form."

The last words came through gritted teeth as his fingers tightened around her neck, not caring if he bruised it or broke it. "Who the fuck are you?!"

Cordelia fought for breath. The illusion had not yet broken, but he had seen through her somehow, and that wasn’t any good. Then the demon’s warning rang in her head.

’If you act stupid enough and let him see through my powers, it will naturally lift every illusion like a veil falling away, and by then you should know you will be on your own. I will leave you to Rohan to die in his hands. So be damn smart and never let him see it.’

Even before Cordelia fully understood what was happening and how he had managed to see that she was a fake, she saw Rohan’s eyes suddenly narrowed as a look of surprise came to settle on his face. She knew without being told that the illusion had lifted and he had seen her for what she truly was.

"Cordie," Rohan muttered as his hand tightened even more around her neck. "It was you all along."

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