Mated to the Alpha Twins

Chapter 27

Read Mated to the Alpha Twins [by Jane Doe] Chapter 27 – ‘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

you’re not pinning this on me.’ Thalia shook her head. ‘If you’d just listen to me, you wouldn’t have a

a

Thalia shrugged, ‘First thing you need to

happen.’ I shook my head, ‘In a week they

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

that it?” I snapped, “The caring mother routine done and over

rougher and much more angry than I could ever manage. I felt like I was handing over the reigns, giving them to Thalia

at me, and she stepped into my bedroom with an air of

snapped, her words dripping with venom. “None

watched as Melissa’s washed out eyes widened. My voice sounded hostile,

both knew it was true. Melissa wasn’t a narcissist incapable of admitting fault, she was

laughed, a laugh full of repressed malice. “Have fun with your husband, Melissa. The two of you deserve

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

talking to herself, ‘Not yet. Now’s not

raised

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

my

down the stairs, thankful Melissa was far from my line of sight. I made it 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 from my arms, throwing them into the

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

“You can pick which one you want, they all come with their own

house you have?” I

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

wife, another for your daughter.” I stated with a

small smile looking strained.

I nodded, and

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

house appeared on our left, nestled comfortably into

yet.” Garrett murmured, pulling the sedan

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

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

have your own personal

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,

wishes I was his personal chef.” The plump woman

Lucy.” Garrett chuckled

and eyed me up and down, not once making me

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