Chapter 168: Unheard Screams

“Mi Ravial, what we do about Avery?” Leitana asked, staring at the closed door of the room where Avery had been placed a few hours ago after they returned from the hospital. Since then, she hadn’t heard a single sound from inside.

“Plis let mi check on her?” Leitana said, taking a step toward the door.

Ravial’s arm wrapped around her waist instantly, dragging her back and pressing her firmly against his chest.

“No, lamb,” he murmured, voice low and calm, his lips brushing the top of her head. “Avery is still sleeping. They gave her something strong, so she’ll be out for a while. She needs the rest. You can see her later, when she wakes up.”

Leitana frowned, still looking at the door. “But mi worry… she was so scared earlier. Mi no understand why she like dat.”

Ravial’s hand rubbed slow, soothing circles on her lower back. “She was overwhelmed. The sedative will help her settle down. Trust me, she’s safe. Nothing will happen to her here.”

Inside the dimly lit room, Avery was anything but calm.

She screamed until her throat burned.

“Let me out! Let me out of here!” Her voice cracked as she banged her fists against the heavy door. “Leitana! Leitana, please! Hear me!”

Tears streamed down her face. The room felt like it was closing in, the walls pressing closer with every panicked breath. The single dim lamp cast long, twisting shadows that made the space feel smaller, darker, suffocating. She was claustrophobic on a good day; this was torture.

She couldn’t breathe properly. Her chest heaved in short, shallow gasps. Every bang on the door echoed only inside the room from the outside, the door was perfectly silent, soundproofed by Ravial’s power.

“Leitana… please… he killed someone… I saw it… he’s not who you think he is … Leitana, you have to hear me!” she sobbed, sliding down the door until she was curled on the floor, knees to her chest. “Don’t leave me here… I’m scared… I’m so scared… Ravial is dangerous… he’ll hurt you too… please… please don’t go…”

Her nails scratched uselessly at the wood.

Outside, Leitana tilted her head, still worried. “Mi feel like something wrong, mi Ravial. Mi heart no settle.”

Ravial’s arm tightened around her, pulling her even closer. His voice remained smooth, reassuring. “Nothing’s wrong. She’s resting. Let her sleep. We’ll come back and check on her later. Right now, you need to rest too. You’ve been through enough today.”

Leitana hesitated, biting her lip. “But….”

“Come, my lamb,” he said gently, already guiding her away from the door. “You can see her again soon.”

Avery heard every word through the door, clear as day.

“NOOOOOO!” she screamed, slamming her palms against the wood again. “PLEASE DON’T! LET ME OUT OF HERE! LEIIIIIIIIIIITANA!”

Her voice broke into raw, desperate sobs. “Don’t leave me… please… he’s a monster… Leitana, you have to run… don’t trust him… please… I can’t breathe… the walls… they’re closing… Leitana… Leitana!”

She curled tighter on the floor, gasping for air that felt too thick, tears soaking the carpet beneath her.

Outside, Leitana glanced back at the door one last time, a small frown on her face, but she let Ravial lead her away.

The hallway fell quiet.

Inside the room, Avery’s broken cries continued, unheard by anyone except the walls and the devil who had sealed her fate.

Leitana pulled away from Ravial’s arm as they stepped into their bedroom. She walked to the center of the room and stood there for a full minute, arms wrapped around herself. Ravial closed the door behind him with a soft click and watched her, blindfolded eyes tracking every micro-expression like a hawk memorizing prey.

She finally looked up at him, hazel eyes wide and troubled.

“Something no right, mi Ravial,” she said quietly. “Avery came to mi hospital room saying we need to leave. Saying yu can’t protect us. Mi trying to understand what she mean but mi head hurt and it’s so confusing…”

Her voice trailed off, filled with so much innocence and genuine confusion that it actually struck something in Ravial’s chest for a brief second, a flicker of discomfort he immediately crushed.

Ravial stepped forward. His large hand cupped her face, fingers gently squeezing her cheeks so her lips formed a small, involuntary pout.

“Avery has been through a lot, my lamb,” he murmured, voice low and smooth, the lie slipping out effortlessly. “Fear of your father did something to her mind. She’s exhausted, terrified, and her thoughts are tangled. That’s why she said those things. She doesn’t know what she’s saying right now. The sedative will help her rest and clear her head. When she wakes, she’ll be calmer. You’ll see.”

Leitana searched his face, still pouting under his hands. “But… she looked so scared of yu…”

Ravial leaned down and began peppering slow, deliberate kisses all over her face, her forehead, her closed eyelids, the tip of her nose, her flushed cheeks, the corner of her mouth.

“She was scared of everything today,” he whispered between kisses. “Not me, I only want to protect you. Both of you. Let her sleep, little lamb. Let me take care of everything.”

Leitana giggled softly as his lips brushed her nose again, the sound light and sweet despite the worry still lingering in her eyes.

“Okay…” she breathed, melting a little under his affection. “But promise mi she will be fine?”

Ravial nodded, but he didn’t say the word “promise.” He never lied to her with direct words when he could avoid it.

Instead, he simply scooped her up in one smooth motion, lifting her clean off the floor.

Leitana let out a surprised laugh, arms instinctively wrapping around his neck. “Mi Ravial!”

He carried her to the bed and tossed her onto the mattress with just enough force to make her bounce. She landed on her back with a soft gasp, curls fanning out around her head, eyes wide and sparkling with sudden playful heat.

Ravial crawled over her slowly, like a predator stalking prey, knees bracketing her hips, hands planted on either side of her head.

“Come here, my lamb,” he growled, voice dropping into that dark, rough timbre that always made her thighs press together. “Let me devour you.”

He didn’t wait for permission.

His mouth crashed down on hers, hungry, claiming, tongue sliding deep as he swallowed her little moan. One hand slid under her shirt, palm hot against her stomach, then higher, cupping her breast and rolling her nipple between his fingers until she arched into him with a soft whimper.

“Mi Ravial…” she gasped when he finally let her breathe, lips already swollen.

“Shh.” He nipped her bottom lip, then her jaw, then the sensitive spot beneath her ear. “You’ve been through enough today. Let me make you forget everything except how good I can make you feel.”

He shoved her shirt up and off in one motion, mouth immediately latching onto her breast, sucking hard enough to make her cry out. His free hand pushed between her thighs, fingers stroking over her already-damp panties before slipping beneath the fabric to find her slick and swollen.

“So wet already,” he murmured against her skin, voice thick with dark satisfaction. “This pussy knows who it belongs to, doesn’t it?”

Leitana nodded frantically, hips rolling against his hand as two thick fingers pushed inside her without warning, curling ruthlessly against that spot that made her see stars.

“Yes…ahh, yours, mi Ravial… only yours…”

He fucked her with his fingers slowly at first, then faster, thumb circling her clit while his mouth moved to her other breast, biting down just hard enough to leave a mark. When she started trembling, close already, he pulled his fingers out and replaced them with his tongue.

Leitana’s back bowed off the bed with a loud cry as he devoured her, licking, sucking, tongue fucking her deep while his hands pinned her hips down so she couldn’t escape the overwhelming pleasure.

He didn’t stop until she came hard on his tongue, thighs shaking around his head, his name falling from her lips in sobs.

Only then did he rise, stripping off his own clothes with predatory efficiency. His cock was thick, heavy, and already leaking as he stroked himself once, eyes fixed on her flushed, panting body.

“Turn over,” he ordered, voice rough. “On your knees. Ass up.”

Leitana obeyed instantly, trembling with aftershocks as she got on all fours.

Ravial knelt behind her, one hand gripping her hip, the other guiding his cock to her dripping entrance. He pushed in with one slow, relentless thrust until he was buried to the hilt.

They both groaned.

He didn’t give her time to adjust.

He fucked her hard, deep, punishing strokes that made the bed creak and her moans turn into desperate cries. One hand fisted in her hair, pulling her head back so he could growl against her ear.

“This is what you need, isn’t it? To be fucked so full you can’t think about anything else. Can’t worry about your sister or about anything but my cock splitting you open.”

Leitana sobbed with pleasure, pushing back against every thrust. “Yes yes, mi need it… please, harder…”

He gave her exactly what she begged for, slamming into her until the only sounds in the room were the wet slap of skin, her moans, and his low, possessive growls.