Trapped in Silence

Ashina's POV
As I grabbed the doorknob, he caught up with me and pushed me to the cold floor. He slammed the door shut, and locked it gently so he wouldn't attract unwanted attention.

I wanted to scream on top of my lungs but he had already stooped to my level, covering my lips and lifting me to the bed again.

He unbuckled his belt and without a second thought, he dashed it at me several times as I whimpered, feeling the pains all over my body. He intentionally avoided my belly but lashed at my face, not even considering if I could go blind.

"My eyes!" I cried out, as I felt the belt strike my balls.

"Blind women give birth as well." He simply said as he flipped me over, and flung the belt away. He made use of his hands, beating me mercilessly, his anger being fueled with each contact his hands made with my skin.

I began to scream now that he couldn't cover my lips with his mouth. He knew I would remove clothes if he put them there.

He quickly got up as I squinted my eyes towards his direction. I could sense a strange behavior in him suddenly but no sooner than he left, I realized what he was going to do.

He turned on the loud speaker and played a rock song. Within a few seconds, the room blared with melodious music as he resumed beating the hell out of me.

He targeted my nose and chin especially as he manhandled them, until my nose began to ooze blood.

"You dare spill your blood on my skin!!" He angrily howled as he slapped me one more time before getting up and heading towards the restroom. I wondered if he knew people would suspect something going on in his room for him to turn on music which he had never done in his lifetime.

I tried to clean up my nose but when I saw him coming towards me, I reached out for a lamp right beside the bed. I wanted to hit it at him if he dared attack me, but he only laughed at me in derision.

He suddenly covered my eyes with blindfold material, as I felt whips lash at my skin many times. It went on for almost an hour before a gentle knock was heard on the door. I wondered how soon I heard that even when my ears had been flogged mercilessly.

He removed the blindfold as I spit blood to the ground. I tried to get up but my body was limp and weak. I tried to hold on to the walls to sit up in bed but he pushed me back and muttered a few words.

"You aren't leaving here until those bruises heal up," he affirmed as he stared at me irritatedly.

"You should be recorded right now. Like, woman, you look so good. Did anyone ever tell you that?" He mocked and continued with ragged laughter.

I pointed to the door so his attention would be diverted there, but he didn't stare at the direction.

"Trying to play smart, right?" He asked.

I weakly responded, "no. Someone's at the door."

"You sound so masculine. Did you enjoy that session?" He asked, promising to beat me up again if I acted innocent to anyone who entered this place.

"Who's there?" He asked, as he slowly creaked the door. I saw Meera at the doorway, smiling sheepishly and wondering what could be going on that caused the loud noise.

I wanted to call her to help me out of the room, but I dared not inform any third-party about this, except I was trying to put the lives of my people at risk.

He left the door on the latch as I noticed her disappear from the doorway. He walked back towards me with the same expression on his face. I had wanted to even raise my voice so Meera would hear and just say hi to me, but even my voice was the weakest of the weak voices.

"Did you send her a mind message?" He urgently asked as he sat close to me, running his hands through my battered skin, trying to remove my clothes and get into the mood but I fidgeted.

"I didn't," I said, slowly said as my swollen face was facing the ceilings while he tried to remove my clothes.

"Then, how did she know? I didn't call anyone."

"The music..." I reminded, "it can attract anyone to this place. She must have been trying to grasp the location of where the sound was coming from."

"Shut up, you little slut." He said.

"Don't call me that again." I replied and covered my chin before he would slap me.

He extended his hands towards my chin nonetheless but I dodged his hit and his palms landed on the edge of the bed, giving him a simple cut which spilled blood.

He furiously kicked me in the legs while he tore my clothes totally. I felt breeze blow at my skin as I tried to cover my breasts.

"What I have not seen? This stale body? Is that what you are covering?" He said, as he traced his fingers down to the middle of my legs.

Suddenly, a loud knock came on the door which disoriented him, making him gasp and rush at the door.

I didn't know what figure was there again, but I could sense that he was ready to spank another lady's ass again.

"What's going on? Why's there loud music?" The girl asked him, standing by the doorstep.

My eyesight was becoming poor and I couldn't identity who the girl was. I also couldn't identify her voice.

"No, nothing. Just merriment. The pack should be calm or are the wolves all stupid?" He replied her.

"Come on, are we fighting?" She said as he cupped her breasts, smiling mischievously before retorting, "no, not anymore."

Could they have had an argument earlier than now?

I sighed as I paid close attention to every single word they said. Though I couldn't hear them clearly at a point, my wolf helped me and interpreted what they said to me. Having heard what I needed to hear from their conversation, I slowly crawled towards the restroom. I didn't want him to see him. I needed him to find me.

As I entered the restroom, he suddenly looked back but couldn't find me in the room. He wore an angry expression and began to call my name with his voice raised, and now I knew the person by the doorstep must have left.