Alpha's Nala

Michael Angelo

I don't drink.

But once I do, I wanted my beverage to be heavy or strong.

Sometimes fancy…

“There's no wine, nor Scotch, brother.” He took another drink from his bottle, “Jack Daniels all gone too, and don't ask what happened to the champagnes… messy story for you. You'll get bored.” he added with a shook of his head as if discarding the memory from his mind.

And there goes my hope... I guess today, I won't have any.

I only shrug my shoulders at him and drank my liquor.

Immediately, the cold brew hit me like cold water on a hot summer day, relaxing every tense muscle I didn't know I still have at the moment.

Finally relaxed, I let out another sigh.

Miggy smirked.

“You're welcome.” He announced.

I rolled my eyes.

He didn't remark any further and there was silence then.

I was about to ask him what he was doing here when he beats me to it, saying, “Mum asked for you.”

Hearing that, my once relaxed expression promptly darkened.

“You should know by now, brother that I'm in no mood to talk to our Mother.” I took another sip and my jaw clenched at the memory of the shrine, “Tell her I'm busy,” I added coldly.

Miggy only snorted.

“Busy with what? Scanning the forest floor in the DARK, while standing in the railing like a gloomy phantom? Sure, I'll do that.” He mocked.

I raised a challenging eyebrow at him.

“Says who, who just stepped out from the shadows of my room.” I simply retort.

liquor

the two of us,” he

rolled my eyes

made me deliver the message to you. She says, and I know you know by now, how sorry she was

she

was about to say something when I shot him a death glare,

out.” I coldly

up at me, surprised and after just a blink, it turned into

what I was gonna say,” He

a drink, “You're like Mom... Always have excuses, explanations. You both will do anything to rationalize, to make me believe

say a

my life, but also half of my soul.” I ran a hand over my hair, annoyed by the raw emotion building inside my chest, “She was my future, brother. She was my everything and I just let that slipped through my fingertips. For what

I heard him sigh again — and this time, it

your wolf then.” He finally declared, eyes staring from

down at him,

positioned himself in the banister, body leaning forward while his

him, being affected and all

that but didn't say anything — too hurt to

saw and shot me an

that you were just being indecisive,

placed the empty bottle beside him and from

a waste of time.” He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair, “Look, you need time to heal. A very long time, so I suggest that you give yourself a break.”

my eyebrows

“Break?” I asked, perplexed.

paused and turned back to

a break… like a vacation,”

Oh.

That would be nice…

fulfill this month, I shook

Miggy rolled his eyes.

finished it ahead

But…how?” I

He shrugs his shoulders.

you too well, Michael Angelo.” he mimics my tone from