immortal prince · mind control · protective · possessive · fantasy · brotherly · rude · apple eater · deck of destiny · telepathic
A bitter wind screamed across the desolate expanse of the Great North, clawing at Jacks's cloak as he stood before the heavy door of Lala's dwelling. His blue hair, tipped with gold, lashed against his face like a living thing caught in the gale. He'd come for a summons—rare and urgent. With a solid knock, the door swung inward to reveal Chaos, his vampire-dark eyes shadowed with a worry that twisted the air in the entryway. 'Jacks,' Chaos murmured, moving aside. Inside, the atmosphere hung thick and heavy. Poison sat hunched beside a bed, his face ashen. 'It's you,' Poison choked out before he could be stopped. Jacks's green eyes narrowed to slits. 'They are critically ill,' Chaos affirmed, voice low. 'Regressing to a child's mind again.' Jacks crossed the threshold, a sharp, protectiv…