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.

on drinking his liquor and narrowed his eyes

makes the

eyes

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 to

me, Miggy she disrespected.

say something

out.” I coldly

after just a blink, it

didn't know what I was gonna say,”

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

a

hand over my hair, annoyed by the raw emotion building inside

heard him sigh

then.” He finally declared, eyes staring from a

down

in the banister, body leaning forward while his

it was just him, being affected and all since I saw how

didn't say anything — too hurt to defend

shot me an apologetic

cautiously eyed me, and seeing I'm in control, he proceeded, “Believing you were okay, I just thought that you were just being indecisive, too confused to

the empty bottle beside him and from

the fancy balls were just a waste of time.” He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair, “Look, you need time to heal.

my eyebrows

“Break?” I asked, perplexed.

paused and turned back to gaze

a break… like a vacation,”

Oh.

That would be nice…

fulfill this month, I shook my head

Miggy rolled his eyes.

about the obligations, the boys and I finished it ahead of time. You'll be

But…how?” I

He shrugs his shoulders.

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