Alpha's Nala

Legaxy

Yeah, ouch that I wanted to cry.

But a part of me knew already what he meant about his loyalty, and knowing how important this is for him, I just brush the pain off and tried to look cool.

Still, there's a part of me that wanted to be bitchy, stubborn, and be demanding as possible for explanations. I mean, it is my right to know what I am dealing with.

Not that I wanted to scare the living daylights out of me with the answers I might get, and make myself go crazy about the situation, but I just wanted to prepare myself for the outcome.

I know from the day I was raised by Vampires and Witches that danger lurks everywhere. That every little thing about me screams 'prey' and 'death'. So when I got the chance, I decided to train and learn ways to defend myself, under the courtesy of my strict brothers and overprotective parents, of course.

Nonetheless, at the end of the day, I never get to use any of it because my family — specifically, Seth, keeps on concealing things from me.

I know, even if he doesn't say it, he doesn't believe in me and I guess that's how I get for being human — weak and naive, in my brother's eyes...

Anyway, going back to how valuable loyalty is for Seth and understanding the strict rules bound around that commitment, I quickly change my mind and chose not to argue with him.

I bit my lip, so no further questions are asked. Then, abruptly, I began to think and worry as hell for myself as we started to walk down the pathway leading to the front door of our house.

Seth — calmed now, may have noticed the change of my demeanor that he put his one arm around my shoulder. He then made sure to massage my shoulder blade with his palm — to make me relax, I guess — before finally, letting out a shaky breath; making me think that he was holding it earlier.

“I'm sorry for saying that boo. I didn't mean to...I just want you to... I can't make you...” He trailed off completely.

I bit my lip harder, avoiding my tongue to work.

He didn't continue, instead, he squeezed my shoulder and kept quiet.

I hated this part of him because it always made my body tense up from anticipation; The stroke he does on my shoulder blades did not work one bit.

Even so, I didn't complain and kept my mouth shut. From there, as much as I dread the silence, I patiently waited for him.

A half-minute passed,

Nothing.

Tsk! This again. Yet, as good as I was, I waited.

Then another half passed,

Still no continuation.

now, as both

blood can be tasted on my tongue at

I was having that he gave me another soft rub,

worked;

He finally muttered close to my ear, “To be honest, I'm struggling right now. I just don't know how to be patient with this and I... I made

this, my head snapped to face him — both my eyes and mouth wide

my reaction and if this was any other day, he would laugh at me. But no, this was

winced seeing

was something else, he clenched his jaw and tensed

his close men, we are the first ones

immediately felt his discomfort and envisioned his

but, like a good soldier

or reluctance. Even if it means he was hurting himself — or was hurting his own family, he

Otherwise, he dies.

only sigh my distress and

what you meant now.” I

reaction and hearing my words, my big brother sighs out of relief and

of a sudden, he hugged me — oh so

else, promise me 2 things first...” he paused, and I

for him to

shoulders sagged and then

will wait until Saturday to know more about the matter. I know it will be a long 5 days wait, but I promise you boo, it will be worth every second of uncertainty and stress...” He

but held my ground and nod on his shoulder — signaling

what I meant and began again, “Lastly, and for once, keep your lips sealed regarding this issue around Mom and Dad. I know you don't like that, and you were always open to them, but I don't want them to worry about the situation Boo. Especially Mom... So please cheeky boo, will you do this —

shortly thought about it, but knowing nothing good will happen if I argued further, I quickly murmured a

I don't care much about my brother's reasons. Matter of fact, I

of the subject was the fact

made, is DEADLY. It's like a pinky promise that

you break it, you

but that's how powerful the aftermath is.

way he snapped at me when I pushed him too far,