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.’

no, you’re not pinning this on me.’ Thalia shook her head. ‘If you’d just listen to me, you wouldn’t

‘Your a

shrugged, ‘First thing you need to do is

head,

you’re wrong.’ Thalia shrugged, ‘Grace isn’t gonna hurt you again, not if you stick with

was with them.’ I frowned, ‘I’m not risking it again. I was almost

won’t be so lucky.’ Thalia growled like a wild animal. ‘You didn’t have me the first time around, not fully

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

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

door, and I waited for Melissa to come in. As strange as it sounded, I could

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

she did or said pissed Thalia off. Goodness, I sounded crazier than ever. Melissa made the voice inside my head mad, call an

it?” I snapped, “The

ever manage. I felt like I was handing over the

she stepped into my bedroom with an air of

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

eyes widened. My voice

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.

of repressed malice. “Have fun

I knew Melissa was just an inch away from being hit by the door, she probably felt the gust of wind lash at her face. Thalia relinquished control over me, and I finally realized I had been trembling

to herself, ‘Not yet. Now’s not

issues?’ I raised my eyebrow

too if you were stuck with a human girl who never spoke her mind.’ Thalia

nodded, grabbing my bags in

without seeing her once. Seemed she didn’t like her little chat with Thalia. Garrett came up the porch steps,

drive was quiet for the most part. I watched out the window,

“You can pick which one you want,

big is this house you have?” I frowned, pursing

bedrooms, six baths.” Garrett responded. “Only three bedrooms are taken, so you

wife, another for your daughter.” I stated with

his small smile looking

I nodded, and resumed my

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 harder to leave. He had his family, and I

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

nearby yet.” Garrett murmured, pulling

Maybe in another life, this could’ve been my home. A life 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 house, and I noticed how our footsteps echoed in the foyer. Garrett set

you hungry?” Garrett turned to ask, “We have Lucy with us, she takes

own personal chef?”

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

The plump woman gave Garrett a

Lucy.” Garrett chuckled

there darlin, let me look at you.” Lucy had a slight southern accent. She stepped forward and eyed me up and down, not once