The Vampire Twins' Breeder

More Or Less A Golden Cage

Aurelia’s POV

“Twice the pleasure?” I repeated, stunned. I couldn't breathe, my heart was slamming against my ribs so hard it felt like it might actually break through the bone.

I looked at Caelum. He was smiling, looking totally relaxed, as if he hadn't just offered me a life of being shared by two vampire princes.

Then I looked at Draven. He wasn’t smiling. His eyes were dark, cold, and filled with a deep disgust that made me want to shrink into the floor and disappear forever.

I clutched the silk sheet tighter against my body, my fingers shaking so badly I could barely hold the fabric.

I was about to refute his offer but Draven beat me to it.

“You’ve lost your mind, Caelum,” Draven said. He didn't even look at me, he looked at his brother as if he were staring at someone who had just lost their grip on reality. “She is a stray. A broken human we found in the dirt. You do not make a breeder out of a servant just because she has a pretty face.”

Caelum chuckled, stepped closer and ruffled my hair, though I flinched away. “Oh, come on, Draven. Look at her. She’s adorable. And she’s got a sweet body. Plus, the Council has been breathing down our necks for an heir for fifty years. I figured, why not pick one that’s actually easy on the eyes?”

“She's ugly and weak!"

“Draven,” Caelum’s voice dropped just a little, becoming a bit more serious. “Watch your mouth. She is mine. Which means she is yours. That is the law of our bloodline. Think of it as a gift. I’m sharing my best find with you. You’re welcome, by the way.”

I felt sick and my stomach did a violent flip. I thought about my life at the Silver Fang pack. I thought about being sold by my father. I thought about the rejection from Kael.

It felt like I was being traded again. I was being handled like a piece of property, only this property was currently wrapped in a bedsheet and shivering.

“Please,” I whispered, my voice small and cracking. “I... I don't understand. I'm just a servant. I don't want to be a breeder. I just want to go home.”

I knew I was lying as soon as the words left my mouth. I had no home. My home was a pig farm where I was hated. But the fear of these two men was more immediate.

Draven let out a harsh, dry laugh. “Hear that? Your prize wants to go back to the mud. Let her go. She won’t survive a mile in those woods before a rogue tears her

throat out. She is weak and useless.”

“She’s not useless,” Caelum piped up, leaning against a bedpost and examining his fingernails. “She’s excellent at looking terrified. It’s a very engaging quality. Besides, Draven, you’re just grumpy because you haven’t had a decent meal in three days. Go find a cow or something.”

Draven stepped toward me, and I flinched, pulling back until my head hit the headboard of the massive bed.

He reached out and grabbed my chin, his fingers were freezing. He forced my face up so I had to look into his eyes. They were like bottomless pits of shadow.

“Look at her,” Draven hissed, his breath smelling like ice. “She’s trembling. She can barely hold her head up. You want to f**k this thing?”

I couldn't speak. I couldn't even defend myself. I just let the tears fall down my cheeks. I felt so small. I felt like the nothing they said I was.

“Leave her alone, Draven,” Caelum said, stepping between us with a playful shove. He pried Draven’s fingers off my chin and winked at me. “Don’t mind him. He hasn't had a hug in a century. It makes him very grumpy.”

Draven stared at me for one more long, silent second. Then, he turned and stormed out of the room.

Caelum turned to me and sighed, but he still had that smirk on his face. He reached out to touch my hair, and I shivered. “Don’t be afraid of him, little one. He’s like a very large, very angry cat. Eventually, he’ll stop hissing and just want treats. Probably.”

He called for a servant and a girl named Mara entered the room.

She was beautiful, with dark hair and sharp eyes, but when she looked at me, all I could see was pure jealousy. She looked at the bed, then at me, and her lip curled.

“Mara will show you to your new quarters,” Caelum said, waving a hand dismissively. “She will make sure you have everything you need. I have business with the Council. Boring stuff. Politics, taxes, deciding which vampires get to eat the villagers. I will see you tonight. Try not to look less like you’re waiting for an execution, okay? It ruins the vibe.”

He kissed my forehead gently then he walked out, leaving me alone with the silent, angry girl.

“Follow me,” Mara snapped. She didn't wait for me to get ready.

I scrambled to wrap the sheet around myself, finding a simple servant's dress on a chair. I pulled it on with trembling hands and followed her out into the hall.

The castle was massive. Everything was made of black stone and gold. It was beautiful, but it felt like a tomb.

“You think you’re special, don't you?” Mara said mockingly. “Just because the Prince carried you in? I’ve been here five years. I’ve worked every day to be noticed. And then you show up, a dirty human from the forest, and suddenly you’re in his bed?”

“I didn’t ask for this,” I whispered, keeping my eyes on my feet. I felt her glare. Goodness, she hated me, and I hadn't even been here for a full day.

“Shut up,” she hissed. “You’re a breeder. That’s all you are. A stupid s*x vessel Once you give them an heir, they’ll toss you to the dungeons like the rest. Don’t get comfortable in these halls. You’re just a temporary distraction for a bored Prince.”

She led me to a set of double doors. “These are the Royal Suites. You’re in the middle room. Caelum is on the left. Draven is on the right. Try not to scream too loud at night. Some of us are trying to sleep.”

My heart sank. I was trapped between them.

Mara opened the door and shoved me inside. “The bath is through there. I'm not going to wash you, you're not my princess. Clean yourself, you smell like a dog.”

She slammed the door shut.

I stood in the center of the room. It was the most beautiful place I had ever seen.

The bed was covered in fur and silk and the windows looked out over the misty forest.

There were flowers in vases and bowls of fruit on the tables. It looked like a pretty dream, I certainly wasn't expecting vampires to live in such a beautiful place.

I walked into the bathroom and the tub was already filled with steaming water. I stripped off the dress and stepped in.

I stayed there for a long time, scrubbing my skin until it was red. I wanted to wash off the smell of the farm. I wanted to wash off the memory of Kael’s voice when he rejected me.

I stayed until the water grew cold. When I finally climbed out, I realized I didn't have any clothes. Mara hadn't left me anything but a thin towel hanging on the back of the door.

I wrapped it on and it barely covered me. I walked back into the bedroom, looking for something else to wear, but the closets were empty.

I sat on the edge of the bed, hugging my knees to my chest. I felt so alone. I missed the farm, even though it was a place of pain. At least I knew the rules there. Here, I was a stranger.

I wasn't left with my thoughts for so long when I heard a noise. The sound of a door clicking open.

For a second, I thought it was Caelum, maybe he had come back to check on me.

But when the door opened, it wasn't Caelum staring at me but his twin.

And I was practically naked.