Claimed By The Lycan Twins

VESPERA.

"I think selling her is the perfect idea." I overheard my mother telling my father, and my brows widened, as I immediately placed my palm over my mouth to silence my gasp.

'They want to sell me?' I thought in disbelief.

"Exactly; it would fetch us a lot of money, too." My father mentioned, agreeing to my mother's words, and I felt like a thorn had just pierced my heart.

'Why, what did I do wrong?' I questioned myself but got no answers.

"The Lycan twins need a breeder and, since she has proven to be useless to us since her birth, this might be the only way we can get something off her." My father added, and I felt my eyes sting with tears.

Just then, I felt an arm grab me and pull me out of the corner I was hiding in to eavesdrop on my parents.

I was pulled face to face by a smirking Celestia who looked at me from up to down, distaste obvious in her green orbs.

"Eavesdropping I see. "Well, let's see what mother and father would have to say about this." She commented and grabbed me by my hair. I let out a low painful squeak, as it felt like my scalp was on fire.

Celestial barged into our parent's room, dragging me along with brutal strength, not caring that I was wincing in pain.

Our parents stopped their discussion immediately and, seeing me, pretended to be saying something else but first scolded us.

"What are you two up to again, and why are you, Celestia, dragging your big sister's hair?" My mother asked, looking at us, her expression growing stern, as she crossed her arm across her chest.

I felt my heart racing in my chest from fear, my palms sweaty as I dreaded what I was going to be facing soon.

"I caught Vespera here, in a corner, eavesdropping on you and Father's conversation. Thought I should expose her for the rude act," My sister replied.

My mother's eyes darkened, while my father glared at me, rage obvious in his eyes.

"N-no, I am s....." I tried apologizing but was suddenly raised and landed a slap that threw my face sideways and tore my lips. I could taste the warm, metallic taste of blood on my lips and gushed into tears.

"You bitch!" My mother cursed, grabbing my hair like Celestia first did, and I let out a huge scream, not being able to withstand the pain.

"How dare you?" She asked and flung me to the floor roughly. I lay there, feeling I was bruised. I couldn't get up and just kept weeping, tears rolling down my cheeks.

I caught Celestia looking down at me with an evil grin, obviously enjoying my discomfort. It was what she took pleasure in.

"Now get off that floor and go make us lunch." My father bawled at me, not giving a damn that I was lying on the floor, wincing in discomfort. I knew I had to get up hurriedly and leave if I didn't want to get beaten up again.

I struggled to get up, breathing heavily with my entire body aching, but I tried my best and left their room, leaving behind the perfect family. My sister and my parents.

I made my way to the kitchen, still in agony. I sniffled as I moved around, trying to get the ingredients ready. I should treat myself first, but I knew better than to delay what they asked me to do.

"How can your parents treat you like this?" My wolf, Dawn, questioned, fueled with anger, but I instantly cooled her down.

"They are monsters." she cursed, but I shut her up immediately.

"Don't you say that, they are our parents who care for us but have a strange way of showing it." I cautioned and Dawn scoffed.

"Yeah right! "I wonder when you will stop acting like a retard?" She scoffed, insulting me in the process.

I just ignored her and went about my duties.

"They treat you like a slave, an outsider, but treat that other bitchy sister of yours like she is a queen. "They just don't care about you," Dawn reminded me, but I refused to listen to her.

Her words made my heart feel like it was being ripped into two. It was the bitter truth which I didn't just want to accept, so I made myself believe my parents cared for me but didn't just want to show it.

It has not always been like this. There were times they were nice, and yes, my parents have always favored Celestia over me ever since she was born, but I didn't care as long as they gave me little attention.

They weren't that nice then either, nor were they bad. We can just say everything was fair and okay till I turned 18, the age I was supposed to discover my wolf and rank.

I had high hopes of having a high rank, hoping that would finally make my parents notice me more, but sadly, those were just wishes. Instead, they grew to despise me.

Yes, I got my wolf but couldn't transform. I was an omega, not just any omega, the lowest rank of all who couldn't even shift.

My home became hell for me, especially when Celestial got her wolf the next year and was at a far higher rank than I was.

They never stopped reminding me of how useless I was, and now they were selling me like an object, to become a baby machine for two men?

'How did my life come to be like this?' I pondered, feeling my eyes growing watery again, tears proceeding to roll down my cheeks.

......................

A loud knock resounded on our door that jolted me awake from my slumber. I lay still weakly, nothing sinking into my head until I heard Celestia scream from her room.

"Will you go get the door now, you fool!" She cursed, and I immediately flew up and dashed to the door, despite still feeling sleepy and a little bit of body pains.

I opened the door and went face to face with two huge, scary guys. They were both dressed in black and looked like the devil's agent. I immediately had a bad feeling about them but proceeded to ask anyway.

"Hmmm, ho-h how m-may I he-help you?" I stuttered, finding myself shaking from fear. The two huge guys both looked at me for a while before turning to look at one another.

The side of their lips curled up.

"Must be her," one of them, with brown hair, commented, and I marched an eyebrow at him.

"Who?" I questioned, and before I knew it, I was shoved away from the door, like a pest in the way.

"Ouch," I let out a low hiss from my body colliding with the war nearby.

"Oh, keep quiet, Vera," my mother snapped, calling out my name in short, and I kept shut immediately, not wanting to be hit in front of unknown strangers.

"Please do come in and pardon my stupid daughter for delaying you," my mother said, and I was surprised to see mum; I mean, my mum was actually acting politely towards people.

Inviting them in, giving them warm welcomes and even going as far as drawing chairs for them personally. I stood there, mouth agape, momentarily forgetting what I was to do next.

"Don't just stand there like an idiot, go fetch them something to drink," my father yelled at me, and I immediately got to work, knowing these people must be really important for my parents to be this nice and welcoming to them.

A shiver ran down my spine, my stomach churning and I wondered why. I got some warm drinks and served the guests before turning to leave when I heard one of them ask.

"Is that her?" At first, I was confused.

'What have I got to do with this?' Then it occurred to me as I had flashes of my parents' conversion the day before.

"Were those the men I was getting sold to?" I asked myself, turning around slowly to look at them, only to find them staring at me, one of them licking his lower lips and the other giving me a wink before moving to his trousers to scratch his crotch.

'Disgusting,' I thought, feeling my body being covered in goosebumps at the thought of me being a breeder to these two disgusting beings.

"We have to escape now," Dawn said in my head, and for the first time in months, I agreed with her and excused myself, pretending to take the used cups to the kitchen to clean them up.

Everywhere was suddenly suffocating, and I found it hard to breathe, gasping.

I was going to escape through the kitchen door. I didn't know where I would go, but at that moment that was the last thing on my mind. I had to escape first.

I dropped the tray carefully inside the sink, so as not to alert them, before gently opening the door and sneaking out, before shutting it behind me. I breathed a sigh of relief as soon as I had done that.

Just then, I heard Celestia's footsteps in the kitchen.

"Vera, Vera," she called out, and my heart skipped a beat.