Forget Me Not. [Book 1 of Eodum Series]

Selection 12: Devastation, I Surrender to Thee.

[Madiline's POV]

"NO!" I screamed as Sire dragged me to the church, "I won't marry you! I won't!" Despite my desperate attempt to fight against Sire, he did not budge. None of the towns people bothered to help, and I was left looking pathetic. Laws were not as they once were. You didn't have to help, you could fight against your will, but nothing was against what a man wanted.

Sire shoved me in the church, and tumbled down the pathway. The priest jumped as he saw me, and rushed to my aid right away. "Dear child! Are you alright?"

"Father, you can't marry us! You can't! I beg on you Father, anything he gives you, I double or even triple its value! Please don't do it Father! He'll rape me if you do! Oh please Father, I beg of you!" Tears poured from my eyes, and I had my head bowed and resting on the floor, praying for God to make me now.

"You are to m-marry us right n-now Sir." Sire told him in his regular voice, and lifted me up with one hand.

"I will not do such a thing Sir, she is a mere child, and you are an older gentleman. She obviously is against these wishes, and I will not force her in them. You best be on your way." The priest told Sire, and as he turned, Sire grabbed him by the shoulder. Sire twisted him around, grabbed him by the neck, and lifted him from the ground.

"You will marry us right now Sir, is that understood?"

"No! Let him go Sire! I will Marry you! Let him go-you're going to kill him!" I shrieked, and fell to my knees, burying my head in Sire's thigh. "I will marry you Sire, please. Just please let him go." I sobbed, and heard the gasp on breath come from the old frail priest.

I restored myself, but I couldn't stop the tears that fled from my eyes slowly. The priest then went on with the reunion, and asked, "Dear children of God-"

"Just ask the questions." I begged looking down.

"Do so," sighed Sire.

"Okay, repeat after me. I-state your name-take-state her name-as my lawfully wedded wife, in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer, till death do us part." Father said to Sire.

Sire placed his hand on my neck and cheek to look up at him, and my head did move, but my eyes never left the ground. "I, Poloagma Ui Eodum, take Madiline..." He stopped for a second, realizing he didn't know my last name. It didn't matter what my maiden name was though. It was his that I was to have now.

"As my lawfully wedded wife, in sickness and in health, for better or for worse-" the priest didn't mention that part, "-for richer or for poorer, till death do us part."

As I repeated my own vows, I honestly could not hear my voice. I wasn't committing to this relationship, I didn't want it. I knew what his name was, and I know what it stands for. Gona taught me a thing or two about Sire, and I didn't care to learn more personally.

But now what? I'm his wife. I don't have a choice any longer. I was made the fool, I was supposed to wrap him around my finger and use him. I was supposed to have the upper hand and torture him as he did me. I was supposed to-

"You may now kiss the bride."

I felt as his clawing hands grabbed my waist and tugged me to him, I felt as his breath mixed with mine. I felt, as his metallic flavored tongue went into my mouth. I felt as my stomach clenched. I felt as that acid pressed upward. I felt as my nails dug into his waist. I felt as I lunged away. I felt...as I fell down those few steps. I felt...as my very life was now useless. I felt as my soul was released with the air and acid that escaped my throat. I felt...as my very own meaning...was gone.

Once I did finish throwing up, I heaved for the next five minutes, until nothing was left in my gut. I muttered the uninchanting spell to take the curse off of my village, and hoped to bring some of them peace that I will never have. I crawled away from my mess, and down the aisle hearing his steps behind me.

"God forgive me for what I have done." The priest whimpered to himself in a sob, and I hated him for that. I didn't blame him though, I would of married us too for my own life.

Eventually Sire picked me up from the ground, and he walked us into the woods again. We were headed to Oran, I knew it for a fact. He wanted that precious jewel, and my wolf for a mother told him where it was. Oran was a huge town, but had a surprisingly small forest.

I never looked back at Sire that entire time he walked, and I admit that my heart stopped for a few seconds as a cabin came into sight. This was going to be my end. I was going to kill myself before I allowed that man to handle me with fake love. I was going to curse him with an everlasting spell, and crack my own neck. I was going to-

"Madiline, don't take what I do to you personally. I am a man. A man who had waited for thirty long years for a woman to love. I thought I had that woman, until Gonaybilly took her away from me when I was formed into this creature. You know what and who I am Madiline, that is why I choose you as my wife for the time being. I know that you despise of me, there is no hiding that. Though, I will remain faithful to you. I ask you to do the same, but I don't have control over you. Madiline, even if you hate me, I will love you. You and only you. You are my wife now, and I your husband. I am yours completely. Forgive me as I act as man and wife should, even if you don't want it."

With that, he opened the cabin door, and locked it as I tried to fight away from him. I screamed, cried, pleaded for him not to, but in the end...he was stronger than I was. I stared at him petrified as he pinned me down carefully not to cut me. He stared deep into my eyes, and kissed me gently on my neck. I cringed, crying out loud for God to hear me as his bare body touched mine.

I shrieked as he ran one hand over my delicate body, and took my grace from me. I screeched as his lips ran over my skin, I screamed...as we became one. I knew he was trying to be gentle, but it didn't matter. It wasn't the pain I was screaming about, it was the fact that I lost my humanity to this beast. It made me think of that little girl who cried during her entire wedding ceremony that the town attended to, and made me wonder if she went threw this too.

As he finished himself off, he laid down next to me. I could hear his tail slowly thumping against the bed and ground. He looked at me and said, "Rabbit, my claws are dull now, so don't be afraid."

I never understood those words, it made no sense to me. His claws were obviously still sharp, otherwise he wouldn't of bothered to be careful with them on me. I laid there on that empty wooden floor, and felt the cold air hitting my body. I tried to reach for my dress, but I couldn't move the lower half of my body.

I trembled as the hours passed, and his song slowly slid in my head. He called me Rabbit because of a song he came up with. I bit into my lip, and saw as his back was to me, and the fur on his tail slightly grazed my body. The last words to the song was, "So Rabbit, please stop looking the other way. It's cold out there, so why not stay here...under my..tail." He planned this. He wanted this.

Tears leaked from my eyes again, as I forced myself to grab onto his tail, and warm up. He slowly turned to look at me, then pulled me to him. I hated him, but his body was so warm threw this chilled night. I trembled as my teeth chattered, and he wrapped me around his body with his tail pressing me closer to him, then he wrapped my red hood around me. He planned it all out in his head, and knew I would eventually follow.

"I hate you." I muttered to him, and listened to his chuckle.

"I know Rabbit, but not for long."