LYCAN TWINS WAR by Jenny Whyte

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.