Possession
By
Sarah Bross
Prologue
I don't know why he picked me. We hardly knew each other, not before the massacre, when I was Lynn and he was Jason. Not even afterward, when I became Jerusha and he became Malachi, did we become acquaintances.
And yet, there I stood in the clearing, facing him. We both wore circlets from corn husks and Isaac stood there, just talking. He was a great leader…but, goodness, does he ever stop talking? Malachi stared down at me, looking absolutely ridiculous with a halo of corn husks on over his carrot red hair. Isaac handed him a knife, and Malachi made a shallow cut across his palm. The knife was handed to me. I winced, but I did the same. Isaac took the knife away from me, and took each of our wrists, and pressing our hands together so that the fingers laced. The beads of blood seeping from our palms met with a tiny squelch.
"Blood to blood, you are now one." Isaac intoned, stepping back. And that was the day that I became the bride of Malachi. I was to eventually bear his child and keep up our population. I didn't expect anything special from this so-called relationship…
But that was before I fell in love.
