Alpha's Nala

Legaxy

“I don't think that's really necessary, Mama,” I said while cautiously eyeing the red lipstick on her left hand.

Mum rolled her eyes, knowing I was just saying that to delay her task of putting color on my lips.

She knows I don't like to do make-up. Never wore one, not even once, and never will I try — well, not until now...

“Just a little more baby… you're much paler than I thought.” Mum shoved the stick closer to my face which I successfully dodged.

“Mama, I think it's just the room's lighting that makes me look paler — ”

“Oh, hush child.” Mum interrupted with a frown, “It's just a teensy bit, come on. Let Mama do her work on getting you pretty.” she disputed.

She then grabbed my chin, making my eyes widened in horror.

“Mama, no!” I shrieked, quickly turning my head in her grip to avoid the upcoming lipstick.

my cheeks and since it was just a dab, it didn't

relief, I heard Mum growled out

this house without any make-up on” — I beamed at that which earned me a glare from her

dare...” I muttered, terrified at the idea

saw my scared expression and instead of being

challenged, crossing her arms in

she

then again, I realized,

contests and defiance are hidden warnings — that will make you worry about what you will do or say next to

of that, making me smart enough not

head at Mum, motioning for her to proceed with her work

like that,

spreading on my full lips, I let out a loud groan

color be

mixed with the eyeliner and eyeshadows were far heavier than the rest of

hand. When she was done, she lifted my chin up and gently move it from side to side,