Married To The Mad Vampire Lord novel Chapter 496

Chapter 496: Destruction_Part 1

"Papa!" Angel called as he also landed a few distance behind him. Rohan’s steps came to a sudden stop, but he didn’t turn around even as he heard Angel’s feet running the rest of the distance toward him.

"Papa, Enny has babies! Has Mama’s baby also come? Papa, I almost ate Abigail too, but I controlled my hunger. But Papa—" Angel spoke with the full excitement in his heart, believing his father had returned carrying his mother and the new sibling with him. But when he ran and came to stand in front of Rohan, his words died on his tongue and the smile vanished from his lips.

His eyes, which had been shining with joy, dimmed so fast it was like a candle snuffed by a harsh wind. And the smile on his face fell away completely. His father’s eyes looked nothing like the father he knew, dark, hollow, full of something broken beyond words, but that wasn’t what made Angel stop smiling. It was the body his father held in his arms, wrapped tightly in a sheet that was stained all over with dried blood.

Just as he had thought, his mother had delivered her baby; it was tied against his father’s chest for safety and he could see the tiny fist rising up. But Angel’s eyes stayed on the wrapped body, on the blood he recognized the scent with a sickening certainty.

"Papa... why can I not feel Mama? Where is Mama?" he asked, not taking his eyes off the bundled form in his father’s arms and the blood that smelled like his mother’s. "Papa..." He finally looked up at his father’s eyes, pure black but still leaking tears that rolled silently down his cheeks. Angel looked back at the sheet, then up at his father again.

"Papa... is this Mama?" he whispered, his voice so small, trembling like the wings of a terrified bird.

Rohan had come back with only one purpose: to keep Belle’s body safe, to bring his daughter to Evenly so she could take care of her, and then return to make everyone pay for his loss. He had no intention of sparing anyone, vampires, demons, humans, and reapers, they would all feel his madness and loss, for they had taken the most important person out of his life.

Rohan had thought he no longer had anymore tears to shed for his wife, or that he could no longer feel and had come to keep his daughter in a safe hand. He had never expected to face his son first. How could he tell him that he had failed to protect his mother? How could he tell a boy who loved his mother more than anything in this world that she had been shot, killed before him and he couldn’t do anything to save her life?

When Rohan still said nothing, Angel opened his wings and lifted himself up so he could reach his father’s height. With trembling hands, he reached forward and pulled the sheet away from the face of the one his father carried.

Angel froze the moment he saw the face.

He touched her cold cheek with the tips of his fingers.

"Mama," he called softly, as if trying to wake her from some kind of deep sleep, a sleep where she wasn’t breathing and her heart wasn’t beating. "Mama..." he called again, his voice tiny, tears filling his eyes until they spilled over, his lips quivering helplessly. "Papa, Ma-mama is not waking. What happened to Mama? Mama, open your eyes!" He cried, reaching out to shake her arm, but there was no response, not from the decomposing corpse that had once been warm and alive.

"Papa... I... I can’t feel Mama anymore. I can’t feel Mama soul... where did it go? Papa, I want my Mama back...Mama, open your eyes... Angel has been real good for you... Mama!" His voice cracked into a sob so heartbreakingly raw that Rohan could no longer hold back his own.

Rohan fell to his knees. He gently laid Belle’s body down, then pulled his son into his arms, against Roseline who was whimpering. Angel clung to him, crying out with a grief too big for a child’s body.

"Mama... I want my Mama... Papa, bring... bring back Mama... my heart... is paining..."

"I’m sorry, son," Rohan whispered, voice shaking. "I can’t do that. But I will make everyone pay. The world will grieve with us. Every single being will feel it."

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