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.

stopped midway on drinking his liquor

that makes the two

eyes

speak with you. And sensing you're gonna be like this,” pointing me and the banister — referring to me on wanting to be alone, “she made me deliver the message to you. She says, and I know you know by now, how sorry she was with building that shrine” —

Miggy she

to say something when I shot

I

just

I was gonna say,” He

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

didn't say a word, so

ran a hand over my hair, annoyed by the raw emotion building inside my chest, “She was my future, brother. She was my

sigh again — and this time, it

then.” He finally declared, eyes

down

the banister, body leaning forward

told me about Bear's hallucinations. I thought it was just him, being affected

that but didn't say anything — too hurt to defend

and shot me an apologetic

proceeded, “Believing you were okay, I just thought that you were just being indecisive, too confused to determine your second chance mate at the balls.”

him and from there, he shot

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.” he ends his sentence and

furrowed my

“Break?” I asked, perplexed.

paused and turned back

a break… like a vacation,”

Oh.

That would be nice…

to fulfill

Miggy rolled his eyes.

finished

But…how?” I

He shrugs his shoulders.

just know you too well, Michael Angelo.” he mimics my tone from before, earning a