Married To The Mad Vampire Lord novel Chapter 129

Chapter 129: Exhaustion

Jamie’s eyes fell closed against his will, and he fell unconscious. Rohan hurled him like a sack of hay onto his shoulder and then flew away from there. He flew for hours until he reached the land of the humans, where it was raining, and the rain made it so difficult for him to fly.

It took him longer than he planned to reach a safe place to drop the burden on his shoulder, and before the sun would rise, he left the man lying in front of his house unconscious in the rain. Someone would find him—or, better yet, he would die before morning.

The flight back wasn’t easy. Using his wings for long-distance journeys and having to fly in speed with another weight was another way to kill his energy faster than anything could ever have done.

On his way back, he fed on five different humans, but the exhaustion was too much.

Once such exhaustion set in him, he needed a few days of long sleep to regain it. He wouldn’t have gone through such trouble on a day before the hunt if it weren’t for his wife, and now he had to well damn go around with half of his strength.

By the time Rohan returned to the castle, it was morning, and when he landed, he staggered on his feet but quickly balanced himself. His bones were really quivering internally, but he paid no heed to them and made his way straight to his wife’s chamber, ignoring Rav, who was asking where he was coming from, looking pale.

When Rohan reached her chamber, she was still sleeping peacefully, curled on her side with her face looking more well than last night. She looked serene and lovely under the gold sheet. He couldn’t help himself from being drawn to her like a moth to flame.

He took off his damp shirt and trousers, kicked off his shoes, and without a second thought, got into bed and slipped under the covers behind her. He scooped her into his arms from behind and rested his head in the crook of her neck.

She smelled of roses, which he had used to clean her body last night. For the first time, she felt warm against his body. He usually had warm or even hot body temperature, but this time, his body was as cold as ice.

He closed his eyes, breathing in her scent. He would only rest his eyes for a little before evening, when they would have to go to the royal castle for tomorrow’s hunt.

She nestled more into him, and to keep her from moving about, he draped his leg over hers under the sheet and then sighed in contentment.

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Even before Belle opened her eyes, she could sense from her atmosphere that something was terribly wrong where she was. She wasn’t laying on the soft bed of her chamber, nor on anything remotely soft. She was laying on a hard surface with rough texture.

And the moment she opened her eyes with a groan, she froze and felt a cold shiver down her spine when she realized where she was. She had traveled to where she shouldn’t have. The land of the dead!

She bolted upright on the cold ground, her eyes scanning her surroundings. It looked as lifeless as everything else in the land of the dead, with a cloudless, starless night sky stretching above her.

The moon bathed everything in silver as she quickly pushed herself up from the cold ground. All around her stood tall, leafless trees, their bare branches reaching into the sky. She hadn’t woken up in the castle this time.

This place felt different, strange. She looked around again, trying to make sense of it, but nothing looked familiar. This couldn’t be anywhere close to the castle in the other world. It felt too empty, too quiet, like a forgotten part of the land of the dead.

There were no houses nor any signs of the nightmarish dead people who had chased her the other time she was thrust here.

Belle did not want to experience what she had once here and began to find ways to wake herself before she attracted people she shouldn’t. She rushed to go and pick up a stone from the ground to cut herself, but then froze as her eyes fell on something glimmering under the moonlight.

Unable to believe her eyes, she walked closer to it and crouched down. It was a small plant exactly the same as the black plant in Rohan’s dead garden. Its black leaves glimmered like ebony, and she was about to reach for it when she suddenly felt herself begin to float and everything began to darken.

Belle gasped awake on her bed, breathing hard like she had run a race. Before she could register how she could have woken up so fast this time around, she noticed the face looming over hers.

Her breath caught and her eyes widened as they fell on the face of Rohan, who looked a bit concerned as he asked,

"Are you all right? Your breathing was strange, that’s why I woke you up." He said, his voice husky like that of a man who had just woken up in the morning.

Her heart trembled over as she became aware of his body half-pressed against hers on the bed.

Cheeks flaming, she nodded her head. "I am fine..." she whispered softly and watched his face relax a bit.

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