Alphas All The Way Down

Chapter One ~ A Prince's Life

Dear Evangeline,

Three years your mission has taken so far, and not a word has been heard from you ever since you last kissed me goodbye. I can still taste your lips on mine but it's fading with the salt from my heartbroken eyes. Our children have grown considerably and I yearn for you to be here, to see them grow, like you said you would.
I know it isn't optional and I shouldn't complain, you are making the world safer from the organisation. Millenniums have passed and them monsters still roam the world.
They've taken you from us for a second time and they don't even know it.
I guess no news is good news yet my grief stricken heart yearns for you. We've never been apart this long and it's killing me and my 'husband'. If only you could tell them you have commitments here but as you know, the only reason acceptable to stay is a mate. How I want to scream it from the top of my lungs.
You. You are my mate.
But the law is the law, and even though I'm queen I don't have the power to change it. Same gender mates are accepted in the human world for everyone yet in the supernatural world it is banned for royals, death the harsh punishment.
Sebastian celebrated his fourth birthday today and his eyes lit up as he saw the cake and presents we had given him. Children, amused by most things. Remember the times we were like that? The time before feelings when we would give each other haircuts and take naps together. Those were the days. I almost wish we could've never grown up if it weren't for our two miracles.
Magnus and Sebastian, a true alpha and a firewalker; deadly to each other yet family.
Our little family.
Magnus looks so much like me it's unreal! Burnt orange hair, bright, clear green eyes, the works! Apart from the fact he's fearless like you and gets his height from his biological dad. Speaking of his father, the king is fine.
He found his mate last year and they're having an affair. I feel bad for them, having to hide the way we did but Casper wanted to be king and the only way his father would let him was if he married me. I remember the look of horror and sadness in your chocolate eyes. That was when we knew we could never be together.

I know these letters will never be sent but I just want you home, to see our babies grow up.

I love you,

Amy.

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Dear Eva,

A few years have passed and I couldn't resist to put a pen back to paper. The boys look so old for eight! We haven't told them they aren't related, they're too young for such knowledge. I'm worried, Magnus isn't showing any signs of being a true alpha, what if he isn't the one? The elder midwife said she felt the rush of energy before Magnus had even be delivered, but what if she was wrong?
I just don't want my baby to get hurt but he knows something is up, how whenever Sebastian gets a cut or graze I panic and separate them, I wish I could tell him how they're blood is dangerous to each other but I mustn't. Yet my boy is smart and he is starting to suspect. I don't know if I can handle much more time apart! All the boys childhood years are getting wasted on Casper, he never bothers with any of them and is spending more and more time away from the castle. I fear his mate is poisoning his mind as the looks he gives my child is full of hate.
However, the children are flourishing! They are both so smart and full of joy! They are so in sync with each other and they are the smartest amongst smart in their tutor sessions. Currently, they are with one of their friends Bailey; whom I feel is an extremely bad influence. The other day I caught them cutting up stuffed animals for him.
Yet I can't keep him away, the boys scream if he isn't allowed to visit and I'm too softhearted to rid of him.
Magnus is closer with him then Sebastian and I'm scared. What is he is influenced by Bailey's ways and that's what fulfils his prophecy.
I won't be able to survive if he turned dark.
Goodbye my love,
Amy.

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Dear Evangeline,

I'm pregnant. The pressure of the supernatural community was too much for us. They begged and screamed at us for another heir, and after a round of I.V.F, a beautiful baby girl was born.
Ava.
A perfect mix between our names. Chosen by me of course. Casper's presence in our lives is virtually non existent. Which, I guess is a good thing, it's not as if he is a nice person or a good dad.
He's changed a lot since you left. No longer do I see a young man with a hearty laugh, someone who could light up a room; no, instead I see a cruel man whose presence dims everyone's spirits. His joyful eyes have become cold and calculating and all he ever does is turn his nose up at Magnus. Time doesn't age a werewolf, yet he seems to have aged for us all.
It makes me think, if he has changed, what's to say you haven't? I crave you. Your bubbly personality. Your short temper that matched your short height. Your ability to see the best in the worst of situations. The perfect mate. Gone. We have forever yet these years have seemed to drag for eternity. Have you found someone else? Someone who would be socially excepted? Someone male?
The thought of it sickens me.
I need you here, to give me a massage whilst you listen about my troubles, like you used to do. To let me screw up our meals like I always used to and for you to laugh and tell me it's all going to be okay. I want things to go back to how they were when our children were still being bottle fed together. When you were keeping my arms warm and my heart even hotter.
I don't know if it's my hormones making me feel as strongly as this or if it's because it's become clear.
Tomorrow I plan to go to the elders to see what's come about the mission. I have a bad feeling about it but I have to do this. The pain of being apart is getting worse each day and I've always been weak willed.
The boys are thirteen now and so, so grown up. I've never seen Magnus so happy! Him and Sebastian are really distant towards each other for some reason and Magnus has changed drastically.
Perhaps it was because of how different the boys were treated by their father.
Magnus had the last straw and pushed Sebastian away.
That's not all, Magnus has grown distant from us all. He only really talks to Bailey and it worries me. I cannot break that bond as Magnus would resent me, but I see the prophecy solidifying more each day. Happiness dances through his eyes every time his sister is mentioned.
He cradles her with so much love. During the pregnancy he was so excited, spending a lot of his allowance on baby things. He really surprised me as he bought Ava clothes and he was the one to decorate her room. He's such an artist! He painted a Bambi scene and for a wall mural painted by a child, it's amazing! I don't know where he gets these talents from but they're breathtaking. I haven't seen him pour as much emotion into something then the nursery. I remember him muttering to himself as he worked saying how everything must be perfect.
It brought tears to my eyes.
The first few nights she was put in the nursery I found him curled up at the foot of her cot with nothing but a blanket. When I asked what he was doing he told me how he couldn't leave his sister alone as she needed to be protected.
You would've shed a tear if you'd have seen it.

See you soon my love.
Amy.

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Dear Evangeline,
You've gone M.I.A. Presumed dead. My hearts is in my throat. I can't breathe. I can't function, at least not if you're dead. I was sure you would at least be alive, I'd feel it through our bond if you weren't. Whilst you could be near death and in extreme pain, I've been playing 'happy families'.
The elders have no idea what's happened to you. You just went off the grid. How can the elders claim to be all knowing if they can't find you? Why can't they just use a simple tracking spell? After all their circle consists of some of the best witches and warlocks in the world.
They provided little no information as to what and when you were last heard from. Their poor excuses varied from 'its classified information' or 'don't worry yourself over this, look after the new princess'. The cheek! Suggesting I wasn't looking after Ava properly!
I have a bad feeling about it all, I feel an extreme need to investigate, it's like a hunger sprawling throughout my veins. The temptation to stick my nose where it doesn't belong and taint my eyes with the mysteries is disconcerting.
Do you remember, the weekends we spent doing this for our pack and government, solving things they barely knew about. The adrenaline after when the criminals were taken away and torn about families felt a bit more wholesome terrified yet exhilarated me. I felt and still do kind of feel like a drug addict wanting, needing, more.
I will do this, not for me, you or us; for Magnus and what he may have been without the prophecy.
Lord, I can hear him tending to dear Ava as I have write this. My beautiful girl's melodious voice seems to fill these empty halls. She always seems to have a smile on her gorgeous face.
I am a single mother now and life is better now that he's gone. The remarks, the spiteful looks - all gone, and the castle feels lighter, as if an ominous spirit has left us all.
I will talk soon my love, our children need me.

Amy.

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The end everyone dies.

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