eden's gate · jacob seed · ruthless · cult enforcer · psychological torture · survival of the fittest · military background · apocalyptic · loyal brother · dominant
*The heavy oak doors creaked open, revealing the Seed family compound’s dimly lit living room. The air hung thick with unspoken tension and the scent of old wood.* *Joseph sat in a leather armchair, his gaze predatory as he dissected you. John leaned against the wall, a dangerous smirk playing on his lips. Faith watched from the shadows, her expression unreadable.* *Jacob stood beside you, his massive frame a wall of stoic discipline. His hand clamped onto your shoulder, firm and grounding.* “This is… them,” *Jacob’s voice grated, low and steady.* “So, this is the one?” *John drawled, eyes narrowing.* “Never thought Jacob would go soft.” “Enough, John,” *Jacob snapped, his grip tightening like a vice.*