Alpha's Nala

Legacy

I am not careless.

I was just a bit… distracted.

Yeah, that's it. That's the ultimate reason I could come up with and in fact, it's the most honest one I got.

I could lie if I wanted to save my ass. Though, I won't because this time, there's no one to blame but me.

It was all my fault.

After that phone call from Ms. Dawn — more like demanding me to deal with her mates who will be arriving this Wednesday, at the Hotel, to spend a holiday, I was quick to realize that I'm not holding any VIP invitation.

I do recall setting it on a flat surface, one I do believe was a storage cabinet. However, being preoccupied with the idea of answering the call, I never really paid much attention as to where I had placed the card.

What's worse about the situation — apart from not paying attention to what I was doing and misplacing an important thing, specifically the VIP card — was the idea that I may have laid the envelope on one of those cabinets.

Not that I don't like those fancy-looking entryway storages that hold most of the decorations of the house, it's just that it's also GOLD in color.

That means, I have to have a keen eye to spot the thin — and also gold in color — invitation.

However, before I could even finish inspecting all of the said cabinets — I've only checked four, and it's twenty in total — and thoroughly ransack each of them, evening came and I have to stop entirely since Mum asked for my assistance in cooking dinner for the whole family.

I know I shouldn't quit, and just keep my focus on what I was doing, but this is FAMILY and family do comes first on my list. This is why I allowed myself to be distracted — once again.

The worries about the invitation, at the moment, were temporarily ignored…

In the meantime, my priority is set on the big glass bowl in front of me. Slowly mixing a big batch of chicken salad while standing behind the kitchen island.

Of course, Mum left me with chores that are not too heavy — or should I say, not including the element of fire or the obligation of using a knife.

Overprotection alert, I know. But I was too focused on my task to even complain.

I was about done when a sudden realization dawned on me, slowly reminding me that it's been a while since our last proper meal together as a family.

Two years to be exact.

days of the year when newborns are named and given a title. It's more like a christening. Though, instead of using holy water to baptized the child, it was more of tattoos for vampires and burned or carved

for a human like

only given a new birth certificate —

be a big feast at the Hue Kingdom. However, being so new to the environment and culture, my family decided

family's first dinner together, as a WHOLE. So, I made it my mission to

And boy it did…

night, we started conversing, sharing stories and when someone tried to tell a joke, a poor one if I may add, we all genuinely laughed. It was fun and that was the first time, ever

Let alone, a family.

experience it that night,

not just a nobody

I was born

to my amusement then. Though, sadly, the

parents work at the palace and be home for a day, and having me work in a different industry from theirs, made things understandably harder to simply stay at home and

of bond that I could think of — things that we normally do before, became a total struggle

everyone got all excited and enthusiastic when we finally

And that is tonight.

night that Seth promised on announcing the secret, made me

something

anyone to ruin the whole family gathering tonight, regardless of how

to

this will be our FIRST, after two

on who's

Hopefully, not me...

the issue involves my safety. But my response, it's not like

I'm not

believe it or not. I am the kind of person that assesses her situation

I do admit, I tend to overthink sometimes. Especially, if I felt a

to mention, I'm also this assuming-of-the-worse type, wherein if you were just referring to the view over the mountains, I'm more focused on the cliffs

that's all of

I know I have perfect control over my emotions. I make sure no negative feelings get the best of

do I get the feeling that maybe I am the possible ‘problem’ to arise from

scowled at

pass me the pepper, please?” Mum instructed, snapping me out of