Alpha's Nala

Michael Angelo

“Do you hear that?” Bear, my wolf, asks. I could tell his ears were standing up out of attention.

Feeling the sense of urgency from his tone, I put down my pen and listened for a minute. 

Nothing. 

“What am I supposed to be listening to...” I started, annoyed.

“She's singing again.” He cuts me off, fully alert now while I felt his tail wag in excitement.

Knowing what he meant, my eyes widened in realization. I quickly stood up from my seat and sprinted outside my office, heading towards the marble-tiled balcony — leaving pages of reports, from my pile of paperwork, flying to the floor. 

I don't know what to make sense of this reflex action, but I kept on doing this every time my wolf mentions anything related to 'her'. I know it is unusual but through the length of time, it became a bit of a habit, and guilty as I was, I don't know how to stop it now. 

I'm still expecting for a miracle, I guess. 

“Which direction?” I inquired, alert as well.

“Same place Mikee.” Bear stated. I felt him looking in the direction, quite awestruck at the second. 

Knowing already what lies there, I still directed myself to the West.

At first glimpse, you don't see much in that direction other than the vast trees and other wild vegetation. Also, large mountains where the sun sets in the evening and a wide lake... That's about it.

Desperate though, I did ask some of my men to scout the area once; to try and see what truly exists in that place, and to my dismay, they found nothing but pure soil, more plants, and a few riverbanks. 

It is pure nature out there...

I sighed heavily, thinking that he must be imagining stuff again.

He always does this whenever he feels like torturing me, or if he wants me to understand how devastated he was with the loss and how he deeply misses her.

I don't know if he's playing a dangerous game of delusion or just trying to ignite the false hope I have within me, but sometimes everything just gets out of hand; Bear getting reality and imagination all mixed up.

One thing's for sure though, both of us are all messed up...

“She's not there, isn't she?” He asked, much in wonder now.

I internally nod at him. 

“You must be hearing things again,” I responded to him, and he quickly dismissed it, like he always does whenever he was unsure of stuff. 

As for me, like the old times, I stayed there for a little longer. Just listening to my surroundings once more, and silently hoping to hear maybe a glimpse of 'her' pleasant voice. 

Oh, how I adore her voice.

I always love listening to her, particularly when she sings. I do remember how her soft, cool voice calms me whenever I'm in an irritable mood. Or how her sweet husky tunes, when singing nursery rhymes or plain ballads to the pups at the daycare, turns my frown into a smile. And let's not forget the soothing quality of her hums when she's doing lullabies for my sister, whereas it also lulls me to sleep.

Such peaceful, relaxing times, and now, I honestly long for it...

But unlike my wolf, I don't hear a thing; No singing mate for my ears to pick up.

today. A little whistling of the

sighed in

I know, our MATE was already gone... That she's somewhere far yet safe and out

three long years, and here I am, still

Who wouldn't be? 

my mate, and for what? For being a mere human and fat,

random event and realizing she was the complete opposite of what I wanted for a Luna

away, that I ended up

wolf hated me for that ever since, because he knows what I truly needed, and she was the only one I NEEDED. It was not just me though, but the whole Kingdom and pack needed her. Bear always reminded me that she was everybody's strength and oh how she proved that to everyone one day — most especially me... She was literally perfect, and I

'her'

still grateful and comforted in some way that my wolf can hear her, even after death. This just proves how deep we — werewolves, are connected to our mate, and how strong our love can be for them that

obsession for some reason — it's

the betterment of our Kingdom and pack, as well

was wrong to pray for that, but I needed her here, to be with me at all times — To help me be the better man she thought of me to be.

then I remember her

years and I couldn't find a scent that matches hers. I attended mating balls and other occasions related to mate searching, but I still search for

and no matter how hard I tried to forget about it, I

my everything. If only I treated

the punishment I was in,

for the way he treats me now anyway, so I learned to accept it.

my Beta, Rocky — my Gamma, and Jay — my best pack warrior, walking towards

Queen Nile wants to see...” Lucky announces but pauses when he stepped on the scattered

the hell happened here?” Rocky anxiously asks, looking around the

always do whenever they suspected that I had

don't do any of those now,

know... Though, not better —

I confessed before

asks,

inside the

Lucky stated while picking up the

don't be too formal around me. It's just the four of us.” I retorted, walking back to my

Lucky snorted.

Jay frowned.

Rocky raised an eyebrow.

heads on, than be headless for disrespecting you Alpha King,” Rocky couldn't help but mock.

him, and

Bear keeps on hearing her? Are you sure he's not hallucinating, or something Mikee?” Lucky asks, worried

Rocky snorted at him.

He'll be okay.” Rocky

depression is one of the triggers for hallucination...” Lucky pointed out, crossing his arms in front

raises another

the fact that Bear has been hallucinating about Nala for over a year now, kinda alarms me.” Lucky raised his eyebrow at Rocky, “Especially, this is the Alpha's mind. It

answer back, but he did glare at

knowing he was

their bickering continued. I almost wanted to

we really

depressed after losing our mate... but Bear, depressed to the point of hallucinating for over a

it really that