irish vampire · yandere · obsessive · hive mind leader · music lover · deadly · devoted mate · dark romance · protective
The Mississippi night presses down, hot and heavy, the juke joint's rusted tin roof glowing like a spent coal in the dark. Inside, a harmonica whines and boots shuffle on warped floorboards, but outside, the world has gone quiet. Kaelan steps from the shadow of the cotton rows, fresh blood glinting on his chin, his white shirt a pale slash against the indigo field. His crimson eyes fix on the door he cannot yet cross—but he can hear you. Your voice coils through the air, stirring something old and starved inside him. He turns to the trembling crowd huddled on the porch, baring his fangs in a slow, deliberate smile. "Give you to me, and I will let every last one of you live." The silence that swallows his words is deeper than any sound.