Alpha's Nala novel Chapter 5

Legaxy

Yeah, ouch that I wanted to cry.

But a part of me knew already what he meant about his loyalty, and knowing how important this is for him, I just brush the pain off and tried to look cool.

Still, there's a part of me that wanted to be bitchy, stubborn, and be demanding as possible for explanations. I mean, it is my right to know what I am dealing with.

Not that I wanted to scare the living daylights out of me with the answers I might get, and make myself go crazy about the situation, but I just wanted to prepare myself for the outcome.

I know from the day I was raised by Vampires and Witches that danger lurks everywhere. That every little thing about me screams 'prey' and 'death'. So when I got the chance, I decided to train and learn ways to defend myself, under the courtesy of my strict brothers and overprotective parents, of course.

Nonetheless, at the end of the day, I never get to use any of it because my family — specifically, Seth, keeps on concealing things from me.

I know, even if he doesn't say it, he doesn't believe in me and I guess that's how I get for being human — weak and naive, in my brother's eyes...

Anyway, going back to how valuable loyalty is for Seth and understanding the strict rules bound around that commitment, I quickly change my mind and chose not to argue with him.

I bit my lip, so no further questions are asked. Then, abruptly, I began to think and worry as hell for myself as we started to walk down the pathway leading to the front door of our house.

Seth — calmed now, may have noticed the change of my demeanor that he put his one arm around my shoulder. He then made sure to massage my shoulder blade with his palm — to make me relax, I guess — before finally, letting out a shaky breath; making me think that he was holding it earlier.

“I'm sorry for saying that boo. I didn't mean to...I just want you to... I can't make you...” He trailed off completely.

I bit my lip harder, avoiding my tongue to work.

He didn't continue, instead, he squeezed my shoulder and kept quiet.

I hated this part of him because it always made my body tense up from anticipation; The stroke he does on my shoulder blades did not work one bit.

Even so, I didn't complain and kept my mouth shut. From there, as much as I dread the silence, I patiently waited for him.

A half-minute passed,

Nothing.

Tsk! This again. Yet, as good as I was, I waited.

Then another half passed,

Still no continuation.

I was starting to feel on edge right now, as both my impatience and anxiety eating me alive...

I bit my lip harder, blood can be tasted on my tongue at the second.

He must have noticed the conflict I was having that he gave me another soft rub, but this time, it was at the center of my back.

That actually worked; I relaxed.

“Just don't overthink this cheeky boo.” He finally muttered close to my ear, “To be honest, I'm struggling right now. I just don't know how to be patient with this and I... I made a royal promise boo. I'm so sorry, I didn't mention it earlier.” He confessed.

Upon hearing this, my head snapped to face him — both my eyes and mouth wide open.

Seth saw my reaction and if this was any other day, he would laugh at me. But no, this was a different day, and all he could manage to meet me with was an agonizing, sorrowful and disappointed face.

I winced seeing that expression.

He caught that, and thinking it was something else, he clenched his jaw and tensed his body.

“We have no choice, Boo.” He started while running his fingers a bit harsh on his brown strands, “The order came from the Vampire King himself. Since we are his close men, we are the first ones to receive his private information. And to protect such sensitive info, we need to do the royal promise.” He explained, sounding a bit defeated.

And from just that tone, I immediately felt his discomfort and envisioned his struggles upon accepting that oath.

I know he didn't want to do it but, like a good soldier that he is, he has to obey.

He has to commit to these things without hesitation or reluctance. Even if it means he was hurting himself — or was hurting his own family, he has to do it.

Otherwise, he dies.

I could only sigh my distress and touch his cheek.

“It's okay, Kuya. I clearly understand what you meant now.” I assured, flashing Seth my sweetest smile.