Married To The Mad Vampire Lord novel Chapter 161

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Chapter 161: Endless search

None of the participants inside Grimvale Forest had expected the rain to last this long when it first started. It was as though the heavens were angry and had let down their wrath in a relentless downpour, with gushing wind that swiped fiercely at the trees and tore through the leaves.

The sounds of thunder were constant and so loud that they seemed to shake the very land beneath. The rain poured down in thick veils, obscuring vision and casting the entire atmosphere in the gloom of evening, despite it being only late afternoon.

For the past few days, not a single drop of rain had fallen on the land, and in a place where it mostly rained all year round, it was as if the skies had decided to make up for the lost days in this one merciless storm.

While many within the forest had found shelter, a lone, small figure pressed on through that ominous weather and cutting wind, never once wanting to give up, nor seeking refuge.

Find shelter and seek refuge? Where, among sharks with large fangs?

There was no shelter in Grimvale unless one wanted to die.

Belle had reached a point where she could no longer dare to stop or turn back in her search for Rohan. At one moment, when she had taken a wrong turn, she had almost come face to face with a group she knew were close to Cordelia—among them were the vampire princes, making their camp. She had quickly turned and dashed in another direction through the relentless rain.

No matter what, the siblings were surely aware that their relative had wanted her dead and had come for her. She did not dare reveal herself to them.

The rain had made everything so difficult that she could barely see where she was going, but she kept pushing through it.

She had been walking in it for more than an hour now, her teeth chattering from the cold, but she feared that finding a hiding place to wait out the rain might be more dangerous than anything else. Every second without finding her husband sent a restless tumor of dread into her heart.

Apart from her fear of being caught, she also felt like an utterly useless person, someone who could not protect or fight to save another. Taking shelter from the rain would only give her another reason to hate her helplessness and uselessness even more.

Walking through the storm was the only way she could make herself believe that she had tried, that she hadn’t given up. She was going to find her husband, no matter what.

Her heart kept whispering that something terrible must have happened, but a tiny voice, one she had conjured for self-assurance, kept insisting that nothing was wrong. That Rohan was probably just doing his usual thing, waiting for evening to come so he could find her, like he had promised he would last night. He would come for her, and they would go back home, returning to the Forest only after the madness of the hunt was over.

He was waiting for her, and she would go and meet him in their meeting place.

She told herself those words, but with each passing second, those words were no longer strong enough to keep her worries at bay or her restless heart from knotting and clenching. Those words of assurance were beginning to get drowned out by the anxiety she had wanted to hold in and the fears of the unknown.

It was like she was alone in the vast forest with the heavens’ wrath raining down on her, her bones quivering in cold. She had not wanted to think about it this whole time, but now she realized—the vision she had glimpsed before they had stepped into the forest must have come from what had happened to Evenly earlier. She had been able to glimpse the future.