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.

midway on drinking his liquor

makes the two of us,”

eyes again at

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” — I growled — “but it was meant for good reasons, Mikee. She didn't mean

not me, Miggy she disrespected.

brother sigh out of exasperation and was about to say

out.” I

up at me, surprised and after just a

didn't know what I was gonna say,” He

Miguelito Amadues.” I paused and took a drink, “You're like Mom... Always have excuses, explanations. You

say a

over my hair, annoyed by the raw emotion building

heard him sigh again — and

wolf then.” He finally declared, eyes staring

down at him,

the banister, body leaning forward while his arms resting on the marble

me about Bear's hallucinations. I thought it was just him, being affected and all since I saw how you treated Nala before

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

saw and shot

that you were just being indecisive, too confused to determine your second chance mate at the balls.” He paused and sips

placed the empty bottle beside him and from there, he shot

realize that you're too broken to fix, brother, and the fancy balls were just 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.” he ends his sentence and

furrowed my eyebrows

“Break?” I asked, perplexed.

and turned back to gaze

break… like a vacation,” he

Oh.

That would be nice…

about the duties I need to fulfill this month, I shook my head

Miggy rolled his eyes.

finished it ahead of time.

I inquired,

He shrugs his shoulders.

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