Alpha's Nala

Michael Angelo

Everything in me halted the minute I registered Blessy's words. More importantly, the way she blurted out the name.

Why does she sound like I messed up big time?

However, before I could even react to what she just said, my full attention went back to her when I saw her cheeks turning red from anger and her eyes growing darker — the tiger brown eyes became a darker shade of amber yellow.

Apparently, I made the little Alpha Princess upset.

And that's not good, according to the book about Alpha kids…

Shit! No RAMPAGE, please.

I have to stop Blessy before her control snaps since werewolf kids her age, especially with Alpha blood like hers, cause more destruction compared to adults. Their anger, once not stopped in time, could kill a thousand lives within an hour.

That would mean a massacre then, which will be punishable by death. And Blessy's too young for that...

No! My poor sister.

‘Damn it, Angelo! End your zoning out already and stop her this instant.’ Bear barked in my head, making me frantically face my raging sister.

“I'm sorry Blessy, I didn't mean to — ” I began to apologize.

“No, you don't understand,” She uttered, cutting me off, “I'm losing her. I — I just...” She trailed off, her lips trembling. Then, without a warning, I saw clear water tears began to roll down her cheeks. 

‘Good job, dickhead. First, you got her upset. Now, you made our baby sister cry. Fucking great big brother you are.’ Bear commented.

‘I was just trying to make her laugh, you ass.’ I stated, annoyed.

‘Well, for the record, you failed dumbhead. Now, try comforting her. Maybe you're better on that role.’ He ridiculed me, making me irritated.

‘Will you just shut up and try to help me here?’ I chastised, earning a growl from him.

‘Fine, I'll talk to Mika.’ 

And with that, he disappeared in the back of my head once again; meeting Mika in their wolf realm, I believe.

Blessy, on the other hand, was still crying in front of me and I let her, knowing she needed it. Though, seeing her beautiful face turning bright red from the weeping, my panic sinks in.

“Hey, hey enough crying now, sweetie.” I cooed as I rub away her tears with my thumb, “Tell me, what's really bothering you?”

“Mikee, ‘her’ memories… blurry… it's all” — she hiccup — “blurry... I — I can't Mikee…” She trailed off, whimpering while her almost cleaned hands were roughly wiping the tears away from her cheeks.

Hearing that though, and not completely comprehending it, made me narrowed my brows at her — I'm still on the panic side to even get a grasp of what she was saying.

it. It's okay, don't feel embarrassed about it.” I stated the first thing that came into my mind, encouraging a smile at her.

— “I'm losing her. I — I don't want to forget, Mikee...” She explained through her crying and that's when I sense, there's more to just

sensitive as she was, doesn't cry this much and

And then, I remembered...

Nala's, to the way she furiously reacted to my silly joke that seemingly involved Nala, and I didn't miss that part that she said she was

This was about Nala.

never moved

engulfed her into a warm embrace, not caring

Blessy is and

us, was deemed inseparable. Perhaps of the fact that Nala became a second mother to Blessy; this was at the time when Mom's foreign illness showed up, making her unable to function at

out from the spoon-feeding since Blessy was two when she first met a sixteen-year-old Nala. Then, as Blessy was growing up, the magic of their relationship

to bathe, play and lull Blessy to sleep.

Nala would often do her hair and they did, at some point,

strengthened when Blessy

strikes them. The two devils would sneak out of the mansion and explore the forest floor outside the castle grounds. They usually go to these

the palace — was playing in the rain, not caring if mud would stain their clothes,

as much as I disliked recalling them, I couldn't help

two long years, before Nala was… And for Blessy,

actually acquired nightmares because of

of NO Nala by her side, I'm sure her

why she's really emotional and

it then, those activities in the forest that includes the rain, the

my little

inwardly, finally understanding the source of her troublesome behavior.

one that truly touched my heart was, her statement that she doesn't want to

know Blessy loved Nala, but never did I imagined

hugged the little girl

that the reason why you go out and play in the mud?” I asked when she finally stopped crying, a few

mumbled another hiccup escaped her throat. “I just want her memory to stay, to still be clear inside my head. That's why I keep on doing the

nodded, letting her know I heard her.

Nala would be very happy about that.” I said, lifting her chin to face me, “Though next time, before you decided to play outside, bring me. Okay?”

nose which, surprisingly, was one of

I smiled at that.

her forehead wrinkled in anger, “You always have mating

only take an hour,” I softly said, taking off

She grunted at me.

don't sit still. Besides, the ball is not for kids. Always for

back

My smile widened.