My Three Vampire Mates

"We are bad vampires. There's no way we can be good again!" Lyriq whined as the black sedan pulled up in the winding driveway.

The DuSang siblings caught the first glimpse of their new mansion. It was a grand, Victorian-style mansion that would hopefully help with their fresh start.

Of all the four siblings, Lyriq, who was the youngest, whistled as his eyes scanned the grandeur.

"It's Insane, you know-hiring just one maid for this entire estate," he said, shaking his head. "We'll be lucky if she doesn't lose her mind."

Adele, the eldest sibling, rolled her eyes, her raven black hair glistening in the sunlight. "Lyriq, please. We need to learn to adapt to living with humans without feeding on their blood. We are still working on our control, so I'm sure you can see how living in a house full of humans is not a good idea. Let's see how well we perform with living with one for now. This is a new beginning."

"And I don't suppose hiring a vampire or supernatural being to work for us isn't an option, little brother. That is a role ONLY humans play." Tristan, the third and second to the youngest chimed in sarcastically.

The sarcasm wasn't lost on Lyriq.  "Yeah, well, Albert Einstein, how about you tell me how we are supposed to live with food without eating it? It's like asking us to ignore our nature. Humans work for us, and we snack on them from time to time. That's how it should be!"

"Well, not anymore." Adele patted Lyriq before stepping out of the car. 

Kristof, who was already getting bored by his sibling's debate, stepped out of the car. He knew this new Act of Order would shake not only them, but the entire supernatural faction except for the witches, of course, since this was their doing.

Those self-absorbed do-gooders. He was not a fan!

His blue eyes surveyed their new home. The mansion's stone walls bore witness to centuries of history. This was just another one of their old properties.

He felt a thrill of anticipation. This stupid order wouldn't last for long anyway. What they needed to do was to endure until a resistance emerged and, perhaps, a war broke out. 

The other supernaturals like them wouldn't let the witches do this to them without a fight. That much, he could bet on.

"I still don't see how we are to live with someone who is basically our three-course meal."'Lyriq hissed, adjusting his black bomber jacket.

"We're about to find out," Kristof sighed, speaking for the first time since the drive.

As he spoke, a strong and alluring scent wafted into his nose, drawing his attention to the mansion's entrance, and out came a rather petite figure. 

This must be her... Daisy Flynn, their newly hired maid. Adele had bled their ears out all through the drive with information about the girl.

Now that he had finally set his eyes on her, every iota of control in Kristof dissipated. Why on earth did she smell so delicious?

She was a reasonable distance away from them, definitely not bleeding, and yet, her blood smelled stronger than that of a bleeding human nearby.

This little human, who the hell was she?

The oblivious Daisy Flynn curtsied and greeted them with a warm smile.

"Welcome to your new home, masters," she said in the softest and most melodious voice Kristof had ever heard in his entire three hundred-and-four years of existence. "I'm Daisy Flynn, your maid. I'm looking forward to working with you."

Kristof's gaze sealed onto Daisy, taking in her silky skin and innocent eyes. Something stirred within him, a spark he quickly extinguished.

Her flowing auburn hair was romanticizing the breeze and her emerald eyes glinted even from afar. She wore a simple white dress, her innocence and vulnerability evident in her demeanor.

The three vampire brothers felt it simultaneously – an inexplicable bond, like an electric spark. A tingling sensation... something calling onto them.

Lyriq's eyes widened.

"Did you hear that?" he whispered.

Tristan's gaze remained fixed on Daisy. "I do, brother. It's the sound of blood running through her veins."

Kristof's thoughts drifted to the rhythmic beat of Daisy's heart. The thump-thump sound was even louder than the melody the breeze seemed to carry at the presence of her.

No. He needed to show some restraint. He couldn't lose control at the mere sight of one human. They had just passed through hundreds of humans on their way, and yet, none made him lose control.

He pushed the thought aside.

Adele frowned. "Boys, behave."

"Don't you feel it too, sister?" Tristan turned a curious eyebrow at Adele.

"Feel what?" She blurted out in wonder.

What? Adele didn't feel it too? From the looks of it, it seemed Lyriq and Tristan were affected by Daisy just as much as he was, Kristof thought to himself. 

However, for some reason, Adele didn't share in this experience. 

"That. The strong aroma of her blood or how inviting her entire presence is, sister. Cut the act. You're a vampire, and you're allowed to crave a human," Tristan scoffed.

Adele's eyes went round. "We just fed about four hours ago. I'm not a greedy vampire, Tristan and Daisy's blood sure as hell smells just as normal as any regular human's would."