Mated to the Alpha Twins

I was torn between my miraculously appearing sperm-donor and the twins stationed at the front door. Each looked at me expectantly, waiting for me to make the first move.

“This is too much.” I snapped under my breath, feeling much too exhausted for just waking up.

There was no way I planned on letting the twins inside, or entertaining my sperm donor for any longer. I’d simply retreat back into my bedroom and pretend this entire day never happened. Garrett and the twins would hopefully be long gone.

‘Let them in.’ The voice in my head rang out clear as day. The voice was so close, I looked around the room wondering if someone else had came into the house.

‘I know you can here me.’ The voice called out again, sounding exasperated.

“I’m going crazy.” I mumbled under my breath, turning my back on Garrett and the twins as I bounded up the stairs.

It was all too easy to listen in on their conversation. The house was old and the walls thin. All I had to do was peak my head from my bedroom to hear whispers of what they were saying.

“You left—Can’t take her now.” Melissa’s voice sounded angry, that same whining tone present in her words.

“My firstborn—just like me.” Garrett replied in his annoyingly calm voice.

I flopped down on my bed, pulling the covers tight around me. I squeezed my eyes close and prayed for sleep, prayed for all of this to be a horrible dream. My world had been flipped upside down in a matter of one day.

‘Aurora.’ The voice in my head was soft and teasing, ‘You can talk to me, y’know.’

‘No, I can’t.’ I shook my head, ‘Because that would mean I’m actually crazy.’

‘You’re not crazy.’ The voice in my head chuckled, ‘I could explain but I don’t know if it’s my place to do that or not.’

‘The explanation is that I’m clearly becoming mentally unhinged.’ I snapped back, ‘Only crazy people hear voices in their head.’

‘Well, crazy people and werewolves.’ The voice responded in a calm tone, as if this were simple fact.

‘Yep. I’m going crazy.’ I nodded, ‘Goodbye now.’

Sleep had finally managed to take me. I knew it was well into the evening when I finally woke up. The bright sunlight was much more dim, the sky darkening in deep hues of blue and orange. A light knock sounded on my door, and a strange smell flooded into my nose.

The smell was of stale perfume and something dull and spicy. I couldn’t place my finger on it, and I couldn’t remember ever smelling something like it before.

“Come in.” I grunted, sitting up from the bed with sleep crusted eyes.

Melissa came into my room timidly, and I realized this was the first time she had come into my room in three years. She had never bothered coming to get me for anything. Today was a day of firsts, and hopefully lasts.

“Your Father left awhile ago.” Melissa murmured, “He’s going to be coming back soon.”

“Garrett.” I grimaced, “His name is Garrett. Why is he coming back?”

my bed. She glanced at my face warily, and I noticed I was looking at her through two clear eyes. Slowly, my hand reached up to my face. I let my fingers graze over my swollen eye, surprised to find no pain. I couldn’t feel the puffy skin that was once there. Everything felt

“There’s just

have no interest in talking to him.” I snapped,

no guilt. Guilt couldn’t touch me when I planned to run away in just a few short days. I planned on working a double shift tomorrow, giving me the entire

not meeting my eyes. “You’ll find it hard

the other

had his strength.” Melissa nodded to

the sound was odd in my ears. Apparently Melissa thought the same. “I got my own strength from dealing with you and Frank for years. Not from

give him a chance or let him

making any promises.” I

I trudged to the bathroom a few minutes later. My jaw dropped as I looked into the

healed, my busted lip absent from my face. It was as though the event with Grace had never happened. All physical wounds

in my

growled, ‘You’re just a voice in my

Aurora?’ The voice teased,

Realistically, there were none. Things like this didn’t happen to normal people, then again normal people didn’t

trudging back

the silence and nibbled on a granola

deeper and rougher around the edges. Yet I felt like I knew the person who was speaking in my head, as if they were a close friend. That didn’t change my feelings on the situation. Only crazy people heard voices. Once I left this town and

on my situation. I would simply continue what I

on my bedroom door, and Garrett

was wearing a different suit, this one a dark Ash grey. What kind of man changed his suits more than once in a day? His bright

minute?” Garrett asked, his face an

Was all

my minimal belongings. His eyes flickered

your

interest and concern in his words, two emotions I couldn’t stand to hear coming from

I snapped,

at

I growled lowly, “But I am

to rumble, and I stopped the motion with a wary look. I was making all kinds of strange sounds

nodded

want, Garrett?” I huffed, crossing my

to call me Garrett, Aurora.” Garrett gave a small and gentle

him my sperm-donor, feeling like that might be a

snapped, “Quit changing

uncomfortable in that moment, and I resisted the urge to laugh out loud. If only he knew he wasn’t the only one extremely uncomfortable with this entire situation. He should’ve just stayed where he was and

is no way for me to break this easily.” Garrett sighed, running a hand through his chocolate colored hair. “I