Married To The Mad Vampire Lord novel Chapter 153

Chapter 153: Kill for revenge_Part 1

Rohan walked Belle to where the others were still sleeping in the tent they had set up under the tree.

They had brought two tents, one for two people, and when she could see it from afar, Rohan decided to stop there and not go any further into the territory where he would be able to smell more human and hear the rushing of their blood in their veins, which would further tempt his thirst.

His wife’s presence was enough to keep him on edge since last night.

His throat was burning with a thirst he knew, that if he were to sink his teeth into any human flesh, he wouldn’t withdraw it unless he killed that person.

He had not even bothered to attempt to take from his wife.

The entire day yesterday, he had not spent it with any of his group members, nor did he waste his time hunting for any animal.

He had perched himself on one of the trees, watching and waiting for any fool who would wander to his resting place. And in those hours he was there, more than ten people had come by, whether in the group of vampires or not. He had fed on them after compelling them and warning the vampires with them to pretend they saw nothing.

They knew better than to tattle on him, and they walked away, leaving him with the compelled humans to feed. He had not killed any of the people he fed on but had left them weakened.

Most of them were men who had lost consciousness. He would have to do the same again in order to regain a little bit of his energy, though not even blood could help him in this condition—it only lessened his exhaustion and fogged brain.

He wouldn’t want his wife seeing him hunting down the humans in the forest. He did not mind her watching, he was just being cautious for her peace of mind in case he ended up killing someone in a moment he wouldn’t be able to stop, which was why he was sending her back to her group members.

If he ended up killing anyone, their death would be blamed on the animals at the end of the hunt.

There were many people now in the forest, and he cared about none of them. Though according to the laws, the vampires were to feed on animal blood for the remainder of the days they used to hunt, ever since Rohan had grown up, he had sworn off animal blood as it never quenched his thirst. All it ever did was remind him of days he never wanted to revisit.

He needed to leave his wife and find himself a real meal. Hence, he stopped at a distance and told her to go ahead. She turned to look at him, perhaps noticing how the black in his eyes had consumed the white, and she gasped softly.

"Your eyes..." she muttered. "Are you feeling unwell again?" she asked worriedly, but her worries were met with unintentional indifference from him.

"Go ahead. I will see you tonight," he told her, his voice sounding emotionless and harder than he wanted it to sound.

But at this point, he couldn’t care to put emotions or warmth into the way he talked, as he could barely control his vampire traits.

Despite the cotton in his ears, he could hear every one of the beating pulses on her and almost hear the pumping of blood from her heart, the rush and how it moved through her veins. Everything was so clear to him that he gritted his teeth in clear annoyance he couldn’t control as she parted her lips to question him again.

"Don’t. Just go," he gritted, angry at himself.

A look of astonishment and then hurt crossed Belle’s eyes, but she quickly covered it up with a faint, weak smile.

Did she do something wrong to annoy him? she thought to herself, feeling her heart tighten at his obvious annoyance and hard eyes. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

She had not done anything to annoy him. All she did was change the cotton in his ears and also try to talk to him, even though he didn’t reply to most of her words on their way back.

For some reason, she had expected him to look reluctant in parting with her and to give her a kiss, but he had not done that, nor did he answer her question about his health.

He had not even uttered more than five words to her as he walked her back. He only held her hand in his, and she had been content with that. She had become so comfortable with him she talked to him freely.

But the way his voice sounded strange now, and the dark, murderous look in his eyes that sent an involuntary shiver down her spine, made her realize that though she loved him, he might not feel equally the same as she did, even though he gave her affection unknowingly.

No matter what, she was to remember that he was still a dangerous man, a vampire with primitive instincts and traits. Though she did not believe he would hurt her, the look in his eyes now was saying otherwise. That look repelled her from saying anything she had wanted to say to him.

"I will see you," she said, and looking at his indifferent, hardened face one last time, she turned to leave but stopped, not because she wanted to, but because he had caught her wrist all of a sudden.

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