Bounded

Hope for new Beginnings

I jolt up in the cot searching the room quickly spotting Lizzy who looks like a deer that has been caught in headlights holding a plate stacked with raw meat. She hesitantly steps closer, quickly placing the plate on the bed near my legs, quickly backing away “Um…I was told to bring you this but didn’t want to wake you when I saw you asleep.” I scoot up a little more realizing that I’ve been sweating in my sleep so I wipe away the sweat that's accumulated on my forehead nodding in acknowledgement to lizzy. Lizzy spins on her heels about to race out when I call for her “Lizzy wait!” She freezes in place waiting for me to continue. I sigh heavily “Please tell me what will happen to me?” She stands there a moment lowering her head before turning back around where I notice unshed tears “Y…..you w..will continue h….having night sweats u….until your t…transformation.”

I stop her before she continues “Lizzy It's ok you don’t have to be afraid around me I’m not going to harm you not including if you haven't noticed I sorta couldn’t even if I wanted to.” I jester to the shackle to prove my point. I think it does the trick because she relaxes a bit “It’s going to progress from night sweats to primal urges then it’ll go to impulsive mood swings…. From there the closer it gets to your first transformation the worse it’ll get… like for instance the pain you’ll feel or the connection you will form with your beast.” I just sit there watching her listening to her but also noticing the subtle skip in her heart rate. I look down to the plate of raw meat then to my hands “You don’t fully agree with dad do you?” Her heart rate speeds up as she shifts her weight back and forth on her feet. I look up to see her fiddling with her hands “I c….can’t voice m…..my view.”

I nod not wanting to push it inhaling deeply pointing at the plate “So why raw meat then?” Lizzy sighs, finally taking a seat next to me on the bed “You're going to crave raw meat over the cooked stuff.” I stare at her like she's grown a second head “Uh huh.” She clears her throat clapping her hands together “Well I guess I need to go before a swat team is sent after me.” I gently place my right hand on her arm closest to me sharing a serious glance with one another “Lizzy I can’t stay here I’ve got to run away.” Lizzy twists her body to face mine embracing me “I know, just promise me that you’ll try to stay safe when you go?” I embrace Lizzy back whispering into her ear “I promise.”

We release each other gathering ourselves giving out farewells knowing this will most likely be our last time together. “Could you get Ben to bring me my next meal by chance?” She nods then leaves me alone once again. I bring my legs to my chest, hugging them quietly, staring at the plate. My stomach rumbles and my mouth salivates more the longer I stare at the plate until I can’t take it any longer. My chest vibrates in irritation. I quickly snatch up a piece holding it close to my face deeply inhaling the inviting scent.

My gums ache as my teeth lengthens. I immediately stuff the meat into my mouth, ripping it apart. I close my eyes, moaning all the while savoring the feel of the blood sliding down my throat. Without any further thought I finish off the rest of the plate. Once finished I lick the juices off my fingers and plate. I place the plate on the floor then lay back down, I mean it’s not like I can do much else. I quickly find sleep and find peace within my dreams where Trent is.

Before me is a forest that has the moon's dark blue rays soaking through the treetops onto the forest floor. You could also spot different types of plants that littered the forest. I calmly walked further inward blissfully taking in the night light all the while I inhaled the woodsy smeal. I freeze when his scent hits me, one I know I’ll never forget of oak trees and apples. I frantically search for him like my life depends on it because it honestly does whether this be a dream or reality. My feet don't make a sound when connecting with the surface but it does cause a small gust of air to lift dirt off the ground. Without any further thought I rush past more trees and when I spot a flowing river with a decent size dip I speed up giving it my all then leap over the river.

I close my eyes, lifting my nose towards the sky all the while extending my arms out at full length enjoying the winds whipping at my hair as I take in a deep breath. I open my eyes back just in time to land on the other side sliding to a stop on my feet. My feet were spread out shoulder length apart with my hands palms facing downward a little further than shoulder width length apart. My face was looking down towards the ground when I finally noticed a set of legs standing before me. I strengthen myself up then lift my face only to be met with the most gorgeous dark blue eyes I've ever seen in my entire life. A gasp escapes my lips with my eyes wide taking in his God like physique. My eyes roam from his strikingly short brown hair with ash blonde streaks down back to his eyes that have shifted to its grayish blue tent from there my eyes roam to his chest that's exposed leaving literally nothing to the imagination. His broad chest sporting finely defined muscles that didn’t bulk out too much.

His abs had my mouth salivating spotting a six pack. He even has a happy trail and boy did I love the view at the end. He also sported a hella sexy V which also led to his hefty package. I gulped at the sheer size of him then it suddenly hit me that He’s necked. I instantly looked down at myself to see I was in the same situation. All blood rushes to my face as I quickly cover my busty bosoms and p***y to the best of my ability. Trent releases an intense growl sending goosebumps and shivers down my body. His disapproval evident on his face “Don’t hide your beauty from me love.”

I gulp hesitantly nodding my head, removing my hands and arms from my body. I lower my arms to my side, unable to hide my blushing face from Trent. Another shiver runs down my spine from Trent’s growl of approval continuing to travel down south between my legs. My breath hitches from the sudden contact of his warm skin to mine leaving me breathless as the static shocks though my body intensifying my pleasure. His warm breath hits my bare skin on my neck “Mine.” I nodded my head in agreement and yielded speechless. I gingerly lift my arms resting them atop of him that are tightly embarrassing me around the abdomen.

My need for him continues to build until I'm a withering mess in his arms and when he kisses my neck from behind me I’m coming undone. I finally twist within his arms roughly pushing him up against a tree kissing him Trent growls in excitement pulling me closer deepening our kiss further. I push away from him coming to my senses still unsure if this is really happening or if it's all another cruel dream. I hold my right arm out resting the palm of my right hand onto his chest all the while attempting to calm my raging hormones along with my pounding heart “W…wait.” Once I’ve somewhat calmed myself I look back up to his face. Trent’s face is stoic as if gagging my next words or even my reaction so I take that as a sign to continue “I’m not sure if this is really happening so just in case it is I’ve got to tell you something before it's too late.” Trent nods his head “Ok, well I’m in the transition process right now and have until the next full moon to escape oh and there is my family being hunters but I get the feeling you already know that.”

Trent caresses my face with his hand and I lean into his gentle touch “You are right I do already know that but that is not my main concern right now love, you are.” I am about to speak again when he places his index finger on top of my lips “You have less time than you think before your first transition but the only ones who know this is me, my closest advisors, then there is your mother and grandmother.” Trent turns his face away but before he does I catch the welling of unshed tears. I gently place my right hand on his face, guiding his face back to facing me straight on “How long do I have?” I notice Trent getting nervous by avoiding direct eye contact with me. I raise a brow questioningly which takes him forever before he finally decides to tell me “A couple of days but It’s not for the reason you think it is love.” I take an unbelieving step back all the while the grim reality of my situation slaps me in the face causing me to freak out “A FEW DAYS?!” Pain flashes across his face “Yes, but it’s not because you were bitten.”

My body starts shaking uncontrollably as sweat begins forming. I fall to the ground barely caught in time by Trent “Not yet love please don’t leave me just yet I need more time with you.” I raise my shaking hand to rest it on his face, forcing my voice to cooperate “I’m running away from my family before they can kill me.” Tears stream down Trent’s face landing onto mine “Love I can’t do anything right now due to my injuries so don’t you dare die on me, ok?” The next thing I know my eyes shoot wide open only to discover that I am no longer in my small cell anymore but in a caged cell that is much larger than the room I was originally in. I scream as a searing pain runs through my body like it’s acide running through my veins. I attempt to draw my limbs closer to my chest obviously to no avail since I am chained from my wrists, ankles, and neck.

I frantically look to my body desperate to find the source of the burning pain. I notice that I am also being restrained by leather straps that are connected to some kind of operation table, but when I look to my left arm I spot a large needle in my arm that is tapped in place. Whatever I’m being injected with is causing me to feel drowsy. It also makes me feel sick to my stomach. A voice has me groggily jolting in alarm “It’s silver and wolfsbane but of course It’s more like poison or one could say acid to your kind.” Slowly but surely the man’s recognizable voice registers in my mind. My welled up tears threaten to fall as he continues his monologue “You may still look like my little girl but I know the truth and there is no one who can prove otherwise; the fact is my little girl died on her birthday and now a monster is wearing her skin.” I choke on my sobs, heartbroken that my own father sees me as a monster.

Another scream fills the room when more of the concoction enters my body. My vision gets blurry the longer I’m like this and I know at that moment that I have to bust out now or else I’m a goner. Dad’s voice gets hoarse as he yells at me “I lost my baby girl and she’s never coming back because of you!” He roughly runs his hands through his messy hair then turns his back to me pausing for a moment before leaving “You’ll be here until morning but by then you should be dead you f*****g abomination.” I take the opportunity to say my last farewell to him “I’ll always be your little girl no matter what daddy and I forgive you.” Dad rushes out into the darkness that is surrounding my cell and in the distance I could hear a metal door slamming shut. I shake my head in order to focus on escaping.

I look carefully at the shackles as well as the straps and that's when I notice that these shackles are ancient relics, and I do mean quite literally ancient relics. These shackles are just like the ones used by the Romans only they are made of silver instead. It’s two pieces that can move to either encompass one's wrist or to release them. There is solely a nail used to keep the shackles locked in place. I nod as I gather an immediate plan and as always since my birthday nothing goes as planned especially since Mom steps out from the shadows red eyed and tear stricken. I freeze unsure of her presence. She walks up to the cell pulling out a glove along with a key then proceeds to unlock the cell door. She then walks up to me sobbing quietly, slightly shaking her head.

When she gets to me she instantly tends to the machine that is pumping the concoction into me breaking the eerie silence whispering to me “Please forgive me for not protecting you better sweetie.” I struggle to hold in my screams once she pulls the needle from my arm then goes to unbounding me “I just wish I knew what is going on instead of finding out when my life is on the line.” She just nodded, staying quiet for the majority of the time it took to get me loose. As I step onto the ground I grab her shoulders then her face gently “You can’t stay Mom because they’ll know I had help.” Mom smiles weakly “I know sweetie but I have to make sure you make it out safely.” “You could still come with me Mom please I can’t lose you too.” In the end she decided to stay to assure my escape so here I am hauling ass in some tunnels that were built into our home centuries ago.

Mom did tell me to keep and eye out for the symbols carved into the tunnels. It apparently guides whomever is roaming them. Mom also handed me a backpack filled with a sleeping bag, cantine of water, two pairs of clothes, cash, a map, a burner phone, and whatever else she thought I’d need. “Becarefull through the tunnels you can easily get lost or even worse killed down there and be sure to keep your eyes peeled for the moon’s cycles.” So here I am running down the tunnels panting heavily periodically looking back behind me out of fear of being followed. Each time I notice a moon I recall the previous one attempting to keep up with the cycle properly as I escape. I ram into one of the tunnel's walls sliding to a stop when I hear a commotion coming a decent distance behind me.

It was a mesh of shouting voices and thudding footsteps. I couldn’t make out any individual person’s voice, but I could safely assume it was my family tailing me. I break into a run once again driven by desperation to live. I turn down two more tunnels when I finally see hope gleaming at the end. The lowering sun’s rays are a guiding beacon. My heart swells with hope well that was until I notice that there wasn’t any ground at the end. I slide to a stop tethering at the end swinging my arms struggling to keep my balance.

Once I safely gained it I swivel around facing the tunnel just in time to see the Calvary coming to a stop before me painting just as heavily as I am. I take a small step back only to feel some of the tunnel's edge crumbling beneath my feet “There’s nowhere to go Ray.” I shake my head “You're wrong and I refuse to die all because you say so.” You could see the red rising to Dad’s face when he bellows his response back “Now you foul beast!” A tear falls down my face as I look between each one of my relatives then stopping at my mom who is clearly internally freaking out “I love you all.” Everyone except Mom, Ben, and Lizzy is giving me a questioning look. Without further contemplation I close my eyes raising my arms out to my side mimicking a cross leaning my body’s weight backwards allowing gravity to take over.