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

this on me.’ Thalia shook her head. ‘If you’d just listen to me, you wouldn’t have a headache in the

would I listen to you?’ I snapped, ‘Your a voice in

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

going to happen.’ I shook my head, ‘In a

shrugged, ‘Grace isn’t gonna hurt you again, not if

risking it again. I was almost raped. Next time I won’t be so

be so lucky.’ Thalia growled like a wild animal. ‘You didn’t have me the

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

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 it sounded, I could smell her. She smelled of faded

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

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

snapped, “The caring mother routine

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

washed out blue eyes narrowed at me, and she stepped into my bedroom with an

know what you’re insinuating.” Melissa snapped, her words dripping with venom. “None of this

only cares when 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

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

a laugh full of repressed malice. “Have fun with

door hadn’t been destroyed in the process. 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

was talking to

raised

too if you were stuck with a human

nodded, grabbing my

her little chat with Thalia. Garrett

part. I watched

own room.” Garrett nodded, “You can pick which one

you have?”

three bedrooms are taken, so you have three to choose

for your

Garrett nodded, his small smile looking strained. “The third

and

did 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

into the 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

nearby yet.”

in the movies, the one with the happy family and their golden retriever. It was even set with a white picket fence. 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

to ask, “We have Lucy with us, she takes care of things

own personal chef?”

was a little plump, her body forming a gentle hourglass shape. She was dressed

his personal chef.” The plump woman gave Garrett

of Lucy.” Garrett chuckled

accent. She stepped forward and eyed me up and down, not once making me feel uncomfortable. She smelled of biscuit’s and coffee, a combination I found