Married To The Mad Vampire Lord novel Chapter 224

Chapter 224: Bloodlust_Part 1

The days that followed the night Rohan and Belle made love in the parlor room were completely uneventful, except for the few days when Belle was consumed by pain after she ran out of the medicine in the container, and Rohan had to get her more.

Time began to move fast. Weeks turned into months, and her pregnancy finally began to make its presence known, visibly showing through every dress she wore.

However, with the growing pregnancy came many other symptoms that made it clear she wasn’t carrying a human baby. It didn’t just give her intense mood swings, it also gave her a massive appetite that could compete with even Rohan’s, who was known to enjoy food.

But with the appetite came something far worse: the bloodlust. The small doses of blood Rohan mixed into her medicine barely dulled the pain when the cravings consumed her. Sometimes, he had to take her to the piano room and play soft melodies for her while speaking directly to the little demon inside her—pleading, coaxing, trying to make it understand the suffering it was causing its mother.

At times, the baby listened. A week would pass in peace, without demands. But when it returned, it did so with fierce hunger, and no amount of his words or pleading made any difference. The baby refused to listen.

There was one night Rohan found himself threatening his own unborn child when it kicked her so violently in the womb that she woke up crying in pain. The attack left her unable to walk for a week, unless Rohan carried her up and down the halls and stairs himself.

He had thought he could continue to keep her in the dark about what he had been mixing into her medicine—but in time, he realized there was no other choice. If she didn’t start taking the blood directly, undiluted and in its purest form, he would be risking her life.

Hence, one morning, when she woke up in pain, sweating and groaning—thankfully, Rohan had learned since the time she began to show not to dare close his eyes and sleep at night, he had taken up the position of watching over her from the wingback chair beside the bed, which had become his permanent place of sitting through the long hours.

Even before she woke up in pain that morning, he had already caught sight of the dark veins forming on her face and neck, veins that appeared and disappeared in strange pulses before she stirred. Then came the groans, the clenched teeth, the rage twisting her face. One of her mood swings. The anger was always severe.

He had tried to feed her the medicine, but her expression, so unlike the gentle woman he had married, changed by the pregnancy, turned wild. With a burst of strength he didn’t know she possessed, she struck the medicine away from her mouth with her fist and grabbed his collar, yanking him toward her.

Then, to his shock, she wrapped her hand around his throat and tightened her grip around his windpipe.

"Get me something to eat! I am starving and the pain won’t go away with that filthy medicine, do you understand?! The baby you put inside me is hungry!" she gritted out furiously, her eyes flashing between black and hazel as they bore into Rohan’s with a murderous intensity.

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