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

sighed in disappointment.

just pointless because deep down, I know, our MATE was already gone... That she's somewhere far yet safe

here

Who wouldn't be? 

mate, and for what? For being a mere human and fat, which I thought at first was weak and

event and realizing she was the complete opposite

to push her away, that I ended up losing

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

honestly took 'her' for

comforted in some way that my wolf can hear her, even after death. This just proves how deep we — werewolves, are

for some reason — it's just how mate bond works for

right now, she's guiding me. Hopefully, directing me to the betterment of our Kingdom and pack, as well

with her. I know it was wrong to pray for that, but I needed her here, to be with

then I remember her

scent that matches hers. I attended mating balls and other occasions related to mate searching, but I still search for her scent. Wishing it was around and that

doesn't exist anymore and no matter how

everything. If only I

guilt and the agony every single day. My wolf agrees with the punishment I was in, and just thinking about it now, I felt Bear huff his nose at

way he treats me now anyway, so I

footsteps entering my room. When I turn around, I saw Lucky — my Beta, Rocky — my Gamma, and Jay — my best pack warrior, walking

Lucky announces but pauses

Rocky anxiously asks, looking

always do whenever

of those now,

Though, not

before they

asks, his forehead wrinkled.

inside the room.

must be hearing things again, Sire.” Lucky stated while picking up

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

Lucky snorted.

Jay frowned.

Rocky raised an eyebrow.

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

at him, and they

seriously, how come Bear keeps on hearing her? Are you

Rocky snorted at him.

Luck, not 'drug high'. He'll be okay.” Rocky stated, rolling his eyes at a now

depression is one of the triggers for hallucination...”

another nonchalant eyebrow at

dangerously depressed, and it's unhealthy for the both of them. Also, with the fact that Bear has been hallucinating about Nala for over a year now, kinda alarms me.”

but he did

was

and their bickering continued. I almost wanted to kick them out of my office chamber but then

and I, are we really not that

Bear, depressed to the point

it really