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.

my

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

I snapped, ‘Your a voice in my head.

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

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

wrong.’ Thalia shrugged, ‘Grace isn’t gonna hurt you again, not

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

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

want to k**l anyone, and

as my

waited for Melissa to come in. As strange as it sounded, I could smell her. She smelled of faded perfume and body wash. Both

going to be here in a few minutes.” Melissa called out,

my head, and the 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 an ambulance and get me some

I snapped, “The caring mother routine done and over

more angry than I could ever manage. I felt like I was handing over the

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

with venom. “None of

you’re a s**t mother who 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

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

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

was just an inch away from being hit by the door, she probably felt the gust

to herself,

raised my eyebrow

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

grabbing my

out the front door without seeing her once. Seemed she didn’t like her little chat with Thalia. Garrett came up the porch steps, and I didn’t argue when he took my bags and suitcase

for the most part. I watched out

Garrett nodded, “You can pick which one you want, they all come with

this house you

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

for you and your wife, another for your daughter.” I stated with

Garrett nodded, his small smile looking

see.” I nodded, and resumed my defiant

to ask what he 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 form of attachment would only make it harder to leave. He had his family,

nestled comfortably into the woods but sitting off the side

other houses nearby yet.” Garrett murmured, pulling the sedan

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.

have Lucy with us, she takes care of things while

own personal chef?” I

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 like clung to

was his personal chef.” The plump woman gave Garrett a

Lucy.” Garrett chuckled

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