Mated to the Alpha Twins

‘I thought you’d never ask.’ The voice huffed, ‘You can call me Thalia.’

‘The voice in my head has a name.’ I nodded. ‘This is great.’

‘Look at it this way, we’re improving.’ The voice sounded happy.

‘Improving?’ I scoffed, ‘More like descending into madness.’

‘Hey, I’ll be along for the ride.’ The person in my head grinned, ‘It’ll be fun.’

‘Y’know, I didn’t expect the voice inside my head to be so d**n optimistic.’ I rolled my eyes.

‘Get used to it, Aurora.’ The voice chided me, ‘I’m here for the long run.’

‘Great.’ I sounded unenthusiastic.

Garrett looked over at me from the corner of his eye, concern evident in his gaze.

“Feeling alright, Aurora?” He questioned, more concern flooding through his tone.

“Yup.” I popped the ‘p’ on my lips, “Just talking to the voices in my head.”

I wasn’t sure what made me say that, but I didn’t really care. This week has been one for the books. I was nearly one hundred percent positive I had the worst week in history. Assaulted, frightened, abandoned, used. And it would only get worse from here. I’d be forced to live with Garrett, thankfully only until Friday. I could handle that, I told myself. A week of avoiding school and Garrett like the plague, should be fun.

Garrett looked taken back, but a small grin formed on his face.

“And what are the voices saying?” Garrett asked, making me raise my eyebrow.

“You’re not concerned I’m hearing voices?” I scoffed. I couldn’t begin to understand this man. He appears into my life out of nowhere and tries to take on the fatherly role, only to completely throw me off. The look in his eyes was almost humorous, not that I gave a c**p about his sense of humor.

Garrett shrugged, “We all hear voices sometimes. It’s important to pay attention to what they say.”

“The voice in my head says I don’t pay attention.” I rolled my eyes, “She thinks she knows everything and refuses to be quiet. And now I sound absolutely insane.”

“I don’t think you sound insane.” Garrett shrugged, his tone relaxed.

“Like I’d trust your judgement.” I grumbled under my breath.

The first thing I needed to do once I was settled somewhere else, was find myself a d**n Therapist. And possibly some strong m********n.

Garrett dropped me off at home, reminding me to be ready come morning time.

Packing my belongings was easy, it only took an hour of my time. All of my toiletries fit into a little bag I had, and my clothes fit nicely in my small suitcase. The rest was just little bits and ends, all fitting nicely in my book bag. I almost wished it took longer to pack, to give my mind a break from having to think about anything.

Thalia absolutely refused to be quiet, insisting she had been quiet for long enough. I refused to listen to her, scrambling to find a way to put that brick wall back up. It was nearing impossible. The brick wall was in shambles, and nothing I did even began to repair it. By the time I gave up, it was late into the night and I had a horrific migraine.

‘Now, if you listened to me your head wouldn’t hurt.’ Thalia shrugged.

fault my head hurts.’ I

you’d just listen to

listen to you?’ I snapped, ‘Your a voice in my head. How sound is

Thalia shrugged, ‘First thing you need

head, ‘In a week they won’t matter

that’s where you’re wrong.’ Thalia shrugged, ‘Grace isn’t gonna hurt

I frowned, ‘I’m not risking it again. I was almost raped. Next time I won’t be

wild animal. ‘You didn’t have me the

don’t want to k**l anyone, and I don’t want anything to do

silent whisper as my eyelids fluttered and

my tired eyes ache miserably. A soft knock sounded on my door, and I waited for Melissa to come

in a few minutes.” Melissa called out, not bothering to

urge to lash out at Melissa appeared out of nowhere. Something she did or said pissed Thalia off. Goodness, I sounded crazier than ever. Melissa made the voice inside my head mad, call

“The caring mother

and much more angry than I could ever manage. I felt

eyes narrowed at me, and she stepped into my bedroom with an air of superiority. Thalia wanted

snapped, her words dripping with venom. “None of this would’ve happened if you hadn’t called the

it benefits her.” Thalia growled lowly, and I watched as Melissa’s washed out eyes widened. My voice sounded hostile, more hostile than I could ever manage on my own.

out of water. She was far out of her element. I had never spoken against her this way before, never antagonized a reaction from her. She knew I had her cornered. She couldn’t deny what I had said, because we both knew it was true. Melissa wasn’t a narcissist incapable of admitting fault, she was simply a s****y person who made even shittier decisions. I stood from the bed, Thalia in control of my movements. It was like stepping into the passenger seat of a car, the car being my body. Thalia

laugh full of repressed malice. “Have fun with your husband, Melissa. The

with incredible force, and I was amazed the door hadn’t been destroyed in the process. I knew Melissa was just an inch away from being hit by

talking to herself, ‘Not yet. Now’s

issues?’ I raised my eyebrow at

with a human girl who never spoke her mind.’ Thalia snapped

nodded, grabbing my bags

it out the front door without seeing her once. Seemed she didn’t like her little chat with Thalia. Garrett came up the

I watched out the window, noting how far we

“You can pick which one you want, they all

house you have?”

bedrooms

for your daughter.” I stated

smile looking strained.

see.” I nodded, and resumed my defiant

and daughter, and that was all I needed to know. Anything else, any form of attachment would only make

appeared on our left, nestled comfortably

built any other houses nearby yet.” Garrett murmured, pulling

had raised me himself. I noticed the house was a couple minutes out of town, but not as

Garrett turned to ask, “We have Lucy with us, she takes care of things while I’m gone. She’s also an amazing

your own personal

older woman with fading blonde hair stepped around the corner. She was a little plump, her body forming a gentle hourglass shape. She was dressed nice yet casual. An apron was thrown on and tied around her waist, something white and powder

personal chef.” The plump woman

Lucy.” Garrett

a slight southern accent. She stepped forward and eyed me up