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.

your fault my head hurts.’ I

on me.’ Thalia shook her head. ‘If you’d just listen

I snapped, ‘Your a

confident in my abilities.’ Thalia shrugged, ‘First thing you need to do is stop

to happen.’ I shook my head,

shrugged, ‘Grace isn’t gonna hurt

‘I’m not risking it again. I was almost raped. Next time I

so lucky.’ Thalia growled like a wild animal. ‘You

a next time.’ I snapped, ‘I don’t want to k**l anyone, and I don’t want anything

voice was a silent whisper as my eyelids fluttered and I was drawn into a deep

usual these days, the morning came much too soon. The sunlight streamed into my bedroom, making my tired eyes ache miserably. A soft knock sounded on my door, and I waited for Melissa to come in. As strange as

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

of nowhere. Something she did or said pissed Thalia off. Goodness, I sounded crazier

it?” I snapped, “The

my own, it sounded rougher and much more angry than I could ever manage. I felt like I

into my bedroom with an air of superiority. Thalia wanted to laugh, this woman was superior to no

know what you’re insinuating.” Melissa snapped, her words dripping with venom. “None of this would’ve happened if you hadn’t called the f*****g Social

widened. My voice sounded hostile, more hostile than I could ever manage on my own. If looks could k**l, Melissa would be on

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 approached Melissa, and she backed away in response. Thalia kept going until Melissa was standing just

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

away from being hit by the door, she probably felt the gust of

sounded like she was talking to herself, ‘Not yet.

I raised

too if you were stuck with a human girl who never

my bags in

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

watched out the window, noting

can pick which one

house you have?” I frowned, pursing

bedrooms, six baths.” Garrett responded. “Only three bedrooms

for you and your wife, another for your daughter.”

looking

and resumed my defiant

for a living, but the last thing I needed was to know him. I already knew he had a wife and daughter, and that was all I needed to know. Anything else, any form of attachment would only make it

woods for a bit, but quickly made a left hand turn down a road I hadn’t seen before. The house appeared on our left, nestled comfortably into the woods but sitting off the side of one of the main roads. The house was absolutely massive, sitting at the end

any other houses nearby yet.” Garrett murmured,

where Garrett embraced me instead of pushing me away, a life where he had raised me himself. I noticed the house was a couple minutes out of town, but not as far as the little area Tori lived in. We walked inside the massive

Garrett turned to ask, “We have Lucy with us, she

own

around the corner. She was a little plump, her body forming a gentle hourglass shape. She was dressed nice yet casual. An

was his personal chef.” The plump woman gave

of Lucy.” Garrett

there darlin, let me look at you.” Lucy had a slight southern accent. She stepped forward and eyed me up and down, not once making me feel uncomfortable. She smelled of biscuit’s and