Alpha's Nala

Legaxy 

Saturday.

I know I should have listened to my subconscious mind when she told me to stay in bed…

Get ourselves to rest a little longer, letting the cold weather engulfed us in a comforting hug, and allowing our skin to appreciate the soft sheets — both coming from the Queen size mattress and green plush pillows — a little better.

Not to mention, I am off today. So it should be enough reason to pin me down to bed and go back to that peaceful slumber some more.

Yet, I didn't.

Instead, and for some anonymous energy, I slowly got up from the comfort and tranquility of my bed — just around 6:30 am, and began stretching my stiff limbs. Then, just like a shot of lightning bolt, the overwhelming feeling of anxiety kicked in.

And that's when I remembered Seth's promise, which happens to be due today...

Obviously, my initial emotion for that sudden recollection was relief. Like hooray! I will finally get to hear the answers that I have been PATIENTLY waiting for —

Wait, hold up... Did I say PATIENTLY? 

Well, about that — it's not entirely true...

Actually, I've been dying to know the reason behind the guarding job — the why me and why Seth typical questions bombarding my brain — that it honestly got me to a point where I became paranoid about my safety.

There were days when I cautiously eat my meals at work, thinking that maybe the food was poisoned. Then, there were times when I constantly turn my head to check my surroundings if there were any signs of threat. Let's not forget how I became fully attentive to whom I talk to, thinking that maybe it was an imposter and not the real person I knew.

And to think that, that was only four days ago…

had come for Seth to actually spill the beans — if this took longer

gone crazy if the waiting game

barrier issue that came upon our family, which I may say, was starting to bother and annoy me

an open family. Our bond revolves mostly around communication; We don't hide things from

part out of my daily existence for the sake of his loyalty — bringing me to change topic after topic whenever our parents asked us about our weird behavior, or me having to avoid simple discussions that included ‘him’ and

never question Seth's ways and reasons — let's remember the ‘Royal Promise’, shall we — for not informing everybody, but the way he tackled this case and made me lie to our parents for four straight days brought doubt to my mind. His fairness on

selfish… or genuinely, afraid — I

is, I don't like being kept in the dark for far too long. And this situation with Seth and his secret was keeping me there, FOR FAR TOO

to

tension and guilt I was feeling right now, I went down to the kitchen and prepared breakfast for the family — well, for Mum, Dad, and me

Seth, because of the guarding obligation, came back to live with us. However, he doesn't really stay here that long and keeps

to the original intention; prepping

concluded on cooking scrambled eggs and honey-flavored bacon for the two of them. As for me, I only added toast since I love some warm bread

I readied everything I needed

Dad descending from their

first, they didn't notice me or the meal I have prepared since they were on the other side of the house. However, their senses were more heightened than me so I know they will eventually smell

eggs and bacon when they finally smell it. I heard them literally ending their lively conversation and within that second — while I placed the utensil on a drying rack, both were

Mum wanting to have some kind of change in the house, my parents decided to have the kitchen and the dining room intricately designed to function as a

look shocked upon seeing me there — most especially, standing in the

there to direct me. They

chores were either tricky, difficult, or dangerous for me —

gapes as I took a carton of milk from

I caught sight of her scrutinizing the cooked food on the dining table. Then, her green eyes widened in horror

just smiled softly

center of the glass table, “You too, Papa.” I added, stopping Dad from his attempt at sneaking