The Bond Mated To Supernaturals

Chapter One

There's always a light at the end of every dark tunnel, but what if we never reach it, never see that light

Alyssia (TBMTS)

Alyssia

A disquieting sense of irritation awakened Allyssa before she had truly woken up.

She reached out with her long, almost translucent-looking fingers, and felt for her phone on her big queen size bed and checked the time. When she saw that it was four o'clock she slumped back on her bed and tried to go back to sleep but Falling asleep seemed impossible, so she decided to play some cool songs in hopes of it luring her back to sleep but that too didn't work.

She got up from her queen size bed, placed her leg in the slippers beside her bed on the tiled floor of her room and headed for the bathroom.

Her bathroom is/was big, though not the outrageous kind of big that's her sister's bathroom.

The walls were painted a mixture of white and blue. The floor is covered in black penny round tiles with contrasting white grout. The spacious bathroom features a doorless shower, above the retro pedestal sink is an art deco mirror.

By the side of the sink are shelves which contain towels and other basic bathroom kits. Over the vanity is a pink farmhouse pendant light. In front of the sink is a square shaped bathtub and by the left side (of the sink) is the water closet.

On the shelves are different hair products and shampoo and conditioner. On the sink beside the valve controlling the release of the water is a blue cup containing two toothbrushes and five different mouthwash.

After doing her business in the bathroom she got out of the bathroom, changed her footwear and went inside her walk-in closet, picked a sports bra and track pants, wore it and put on her sneakers. By the time she was through It was already almost five. She left her room, locked the door and headed downstairs. When she got downstairs she waited a few minutes, ensuring no one's awake, then jogged to the front door, opening it quietly and closing it quietly when she's out.

She jogged around the neighborhood for a while, then extended it to a few streets and then decided to go on a full sprint . She ran for an hour and half, unknowingly she ran into the forest that she's been told not to ever, for whatever reasons enter and she's never ventured there before until now.

It was rumored to be dominated by vicious beasts that'd tear one to pieces at first sight. Many had entered the forest but none survived to tell the tale.

She slowed down her pace , when she noticed she was surrounded by tall trees and came to a stop.

She walked back, trying to retrace her steps but found herself in the depth of the forest. She was totally and completely lost.

It was still dark outside and she couldn't call anyone for help because she left her phone on the bedside table when she picked it up from her bed earlier to check the time.

She checked the forest floor for footprints, probably hers though any other person's footprints will be welcome as well, but she couldn't find any footprints. She decided to look for a pathway that'd lead her back to the main road but there was none. She'd been here for like thirty five minutes now and she was still stranded with no sign of help or evidence that someone had ever been there before and even there were no traces that indicates she was there, if she dies no one will know what happened or where she died. It's not like there's anyone who will miss her or even mourn her death if she dies, they'd all probably rejoice that she's finally out of their lives.

" Well it's me against the forest" . She said with indifference.

She skirted the forest, walking along a path she accidentally came across, and soon enough she was headed somewhere, though she had no idea where she's headed to, but anywhere will be better than being stuck in a dangerous forest.

It was getting more difficult to breathe, and the trail seemed unending. She decided to stop for a minute to catch her breath, then continued walking.

A mile away from where she had stopped to catch her breath, she found a cave that seemed a bit safe. Call it foolishness or her fatigue had clouded her judgment but what she felt... it was real.

"The sun's already up, surely someone will find her". We're her thoughts as she was feeling a little hopeful.

The entrance of the cave was low and almost covered by underbrush. She ducked at the entrance and walked into the cave.

It was dark inside, with only faint light spilling through a c***k in the wall. There was no way of telling what the length of the cave was, but it did not matter, for she was way too tired to think of exploring it.

She sank to the cold ground In despair. " I can't stand it anymore". She murmured. "Whoever is up there please release me from this hell , that's my life". She pleaded, as waves of hopelessness washed over her.

And it had been hell. From when she was a kid, Alyssia had been struggling through life, living had been a hustle for her. She thought of all the things she's been through. The dark thoughts were surfacing again.

She was beginning to hear things again. She was tired and fed up with her life, she couldn't keep going. There's no going forward if she keeps living like this. She was a freak, something abominable. Unwanted by everyone in her family and the community, probably the entire universe hates her gut, and probably wants to be rid of her, that explains why she's stuck in a cave in the most dangerous place a person could be. The death forest.

She's had to endure a lot of both verbal and physical abuse at the hands of people that called themselves her family and the community that's supposed to love or at least treat her like they'd treat any other teenager in the community.

Dealing with everyone's hatred everyday has made her create a barrier, build up a wall of protection against their scorn and brutality.

Everyday she's torn between living on, enduring it all till graduation when she can leave for college in a faraway place away from the horror that's Asheville. College is her only way of escaping the hell she's been living in. Or she could end it all once and for all.

She shook her head, rejecting that thought . " I must not give up, I've been fighting and struggling for years now, I can't give in now, I have to thrive till I survive".

" But how can I survive? What do l do? She questioned herself, rhetorically.

"There's a light at the end of every dark tunnel". She said, to console herself. "But what if I can't reach it? See the light?". She thought in self doubt.

A low meowing- sound from the entrance of the cave brought her out of her thoughts and quickly she turned in the direction of where the sound came from.

There were eight yellow eyes staring at her, in the dark. They were heading towards her.

Her heart began to beat fast, her hands shaking, sweat gathered on her skin as different thoughts crossed her mind. Just when she has decided to live through her ordeals and overcome it, the devil had to send another her way, the universe must surely hate her, to send death her way." Like the hell is wrong with her life, can't she get a breather". She fumed in anger.

" Seriously, what cruel joke is the world playing on her?". Tears welled up in her eyes about to fall.

"I did ask, " what to do", didn't I. I guess here's my answer". Or so she thought.

Two baby wolf pups trotted up to her on soft padded paws, stopping in front of her. She smiled anxiously at the pups and for some insane reasons, extended her fidgety hands to them. Her palm rested on the head of the wolf pup by her right, it's fur felt soft and nice.

She paused to gouge it's reaction, when she was sure it was safe and wouldn't get attacked, though how safe is a wolf? Is beyond one's imagination. She then started petting the two pups, making them purr, which was very cute. At least to her it was the cutest thing she had ever seen. Her eyes twinkled with delight and it was the first time in a long time she let her guard down and be carefree.

They were like that for a while, she petting them while they purred, when all of a sudden one of them withdraw from her touch and sniffed the air, as if checking for something. Whatever it found, it seems like it was satisfied with it, cause it trotted back to her and placed it's head on her hand that was still hanging, and she started scratching it's fur again and it purred at her touch, wagging it's tail excitedly.

Alyssia couldn't stop smiling,she was happy, she's never been this happy before, she felt somewhat grateful for the situation she found herself in. There was a time she used to be happy, when she owned a pet, a dog pet she named rouge, it was wild and free, and very playful but the dog was poisoned by none other than her supposed sister, Delilah. She wept for months, mourning it's death and ever since she never got any pet or got close to anyone out of fear that they'd be taken away from her or she'd be abandoned. She knew deep down her sister hated her, and always tried every way possible to make her life hell, Delilah hated the fact that after all they had done to her ,she still found a way to be happy . No matter what they did to her,she looked on the bright side and remained happy and that happiness had led to the death of her poor German shepherd that kept her company through difficult times. Her sister got rid of the one thing that stood by her and kept her happy.

She remembers vividly, like it had happened just yesterday, crying to her mum, reporting what Delilah had done to rouge, telling her, that rouge had been killed, and that Delilah had been the one that killed it. The words her mother said in response, she'd never forget, it still rings in her ears till this day and still hurts as much as it did twelve years ago.

She was only eight when her mom had uttered those cruel words to her, at first her eight year old self couldn't comprehend a thing she said, but her mom, took her precious time to spell it out for her, word by word. Her exact words rang in her ears, like death bell . " You're a piece of thrash, a waste of space, you don't deserve an ounce of happiness in your life, an abomination that's what you are". She told her, with a sweet smile plastered on her face, a sweet smile filled with poisoned words. Like she was professing her undying love for her.

"I don't know what the poor dog saw in you?" She continued like it was a normal thing to say to one's child "You're the reason for it's death, you killed it not Delilah". She finished, with that sweet smile still plastered on her face. " If it hadn't loved you it would still be alive and not dead, you kill everyone that loves you, you're a bad luck to everyone around you". She glared at her,pure hatred dancing in her eyes. Her eight year old heart broke all over again, believing she was truly the cause of it's death and not Delilah. Those words stuck with her, and she never got aquinted with anyone, for fear that they'll die and it'll all be because of her, cause she wants to be loved and accepted, because she wants to feel belonged and fit in. They'd die and it'll be because of her own selfish wants.

Only if she'd known earlier how evil her mother is, and that she'd do anything to bring her down.

She was brought out of her thoughts, when the smallest of the pups, the one with brownish- fur trotted to her laps and laid there. It huffed at her, like it wanted her attention.

The one with orange fur, followed it's lead, and also moved closer to her, wagging it's tail playfully. Earning a giggle from her.

She's always had some sort of connection with animals, not only animals, Nature as well brings her some sort of solace. She always feel calm and at ease, whenever she's surrounded by nature, there's just this strange pull and it's probably that so-called pull that got her in her current situation. And she'd have hated it, if not for the fact that even though she's neck-deep in a dangerous forest, she feels calm, and protected, like nothing can harm her and surprisingly she feels at home, something she's never felt before in my life.

The remaining two, I'm guessing the oldest pups, stood a few feet away from me, probably contemplating if it's a really good idea to get close to her, a total stranger, that could be a threat to them, at least that's what she thinks.

"But seriously who would want to harm these cuties? " Probably her psychotic sister.

Though she thinks she's more psychotic , cause she feels another presence in her. Hears another voice in her head, though she still denies it even to herself. She's managed to convince herself it's her own way of dealing with her situation psychologically and consoled herself it's only normal, she's hearing voices in her head.

The two slightly bigger pups stood there for a little while, staring at her, before looking at themselves for a while, as if they were having an internal conversation before they also trotted up to her and laid on her laps closing their eyes, while she patted them on their head.