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.

Kingdom. It was one of those 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

a

given a new birth

in the mixed-race that represents newborns, there should be a big feast at the Hue Kingdom. However, being so new to the environment and culture, my family decided

as a WHOLE. So, I made it my mission to make sure

And boy it did…

we all genuinely laughed. It was fun and that was the first time, ever since I stepped out of the castle, I really felt

Let alone, a family.

was not used to, so having to experience it that night, made me believe that I am no different from

just a nobody to this

was born

that family dinner, more family dinners arose — like I said and much to my amusement then. Though, sadly, the tradition

and be home for a day, and having me work in a different

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

everyone got all excited and enthusiastic when we finally set the date and time for such a

And that is tonight.

acknowledging that tonight will also be the night that Seth

if something

know I may sound rude at this part, but I don't want anyone to ruin the whole family

wished to be

after two

it depends on who's going

Hopefully, not me...

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

not

not. I am the kind of person that

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

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

that's all

make sure no negative feelings get the best of

that maybe I am the possible ‘problem’

internally scowled at

Can you pass me the pepper, please?”