Alpha's Nala

Michael

Since Mum's chamber was only a few rooms down the hall from my office, we arrived quicker than usual and in time for a maid with a medicine tray to leave the room.

I paused.

Mum was becoming weaker this past few days. Her illness was unusual yet treatable. Though even with the medication, and our quick healing, the sickness comes back much faster than it disappears, and that's what concerns me... I mean, if this continues, I fear she might leave me as well.

I could only sigh my frustration before proceeding in opening her chamber door.

Mum was at her desk, writing something on paper — I know it was her diary — when I entered her room.

As if sensing my presence, Mum raised her head and upon seeing me, she encouraged a smile at me.

From there, I saw her soft beauty — Mum's a majestic blonde, with beautiful tan skin, sparkling amber eyes, and petite in body size — and how I was fascinated by the fact that she still looks young. She was still glorious and vibrant at the age of 40, especially when she keeps on smiling that perfectly align teeth. 

“How are you my boy?” she asks, watching me as I walk inside her room, heading towards her ceiling to floor height window.

“Fine,” I responded, looking away from her loving gaze and unto the window, starting at the thick forest.

I still felt her eyes on me, and I know she was still anxious around me. She always had been after my mate died. 

could I blame her, knowing I turned into a

her

will be very happy if you learned to move on and

she said that, yet I growled ferociously at her — my very own mother.

mind though, and

in. Slowly, it did make me realize the possibilities — but then, it wasn't good enough to

it only made the

I winced. 

it's still here. So, if ever

didn't like that, and

grace Michael Angelo, she's DEAD for almost 3 years! Surely the mate bond will work the second time around. Trust me.” She affirmed sternly. Her words stinging me

so fiercely, I

stopped writing and focus her eyes on me, “I know you can manage all by yourself, but son, it's not just you who have lost the Luna Queen. WE

understand her fairly well. Though I know I have

and stood up from her table. Slowly, she walked towards

mean, look at me and how I went into total darkness when your father died. Then, knowing how 'Nalaese' brought back the light to us,

I started, reaching out

that is the only choice we have right now.” She came closer, and there I saw how her eyes — honey in color — plead for me.