Unwanted Alpha (Book 1 of Alpha Series)

Prologue 1- Thomas's POV

My Dearest Sam, I wrote on a piece of paper.

I placed down my pen and sighed. I had no idea why I was writing a letter for this journal, but a part of me wanted to.

It had been a habit that had never died, even though I had her as a mate for over a year.

I don't know why I am writing this letter. Hell, I never really know as to why I do it, but for some reason, I keep doing it. I keep writing to you as if I am still trying to win you over.

I sighed and, again, placed down the pen. "This is bullshit," I grumbled, staring at the worn journal that had everything I had remembered. "She wouldn't care if I have a letter with it or not."

But you want to write it, a voice inside of me whispered. Keep writing. It'll help you out in the long run.

I took a deep breath and sighed. I knew what that small voice was saying was true, but there was that small piece of doubt that told me that Sam would not read it. "That's bull," I groaned, placing the pen on the piece of paper in front of me. "She'll read it even if it is in gibberish." I looked at the picture of her on my desk and smiled. I was so in love with this woman that I had no idea what I would do if she ever decided to leave me.

'We both know that she won't do that,' my Wolf, Kyran, said. 'She is too in love with us to leave.'

I nodded but didn't reply to him. I knew that she was just as much in love with me as I was in love with her, but the past still lingered. The past still lingered in my mind, and sometimes I knew that it made me harder to love.

I wanted to write this note to go with the book because I knew you would read it. I wanted to let you know that, even though I am still struggling with my past, I will always be there for you.

I sighed and chewed on my pen, looking over what I had written. "Goddess, help me," I whispered. "I don't know what to write."

I looked at the picture of her and took a deep breath. I was almost done with what I wanted to say, even though it sounded dry.

I want you to know that I love you with every piece of me. I have always loved you and will always love you.

I felt unwanted most of the time, and I should have known that you were all that I needed, that you were all that I ever wanted, but I didn't.

I hope that you will forgive me for the pain I had caused you and never think for a moment that I do not care about you.

Please, know that I do and that you are always wanted.

I know how it feels to be unwanted.

With love,

Tommy

P.S. Dad saw me writing in the journal talking about my, maybe our, story. He added something that he meant to give us.

I don't know what it says. Maybe we can read it together...