Alpha's Nala

Legaxy

I know that type of creature.

A vampire, for sure...

But what's it doing here?

I took another glance and search for any signs indicating he was a rogue predator.

Thankfully, he was a clean one; no wrinkled skin, no ugly marks, no long dirty nails, and hopefully, no dark teeth and pure blood-red irises.

Yet, still unsure of its purpose, I slowly unlocked our front door and took another peek through the crack.

To my instant relief, it was just Cayden — our clan's messenger, standing bored on our front porch.

Immediately, I fully opened our front door.

Upon seeing me, he gracefully straightened up while a wicked smile slowly spread across his smooth, pale white face.

“What a lovely morning it is,” he announced, taking off his hat — his long blonde hair was tied up in a messy bun. “Hello, Ms. Dyme.” He greeted in a flirtatious tone.

Great, a flirting Vampire in the morning... And here I thought, rogue vampires and black witches were far more formidable.

I just raised an eyebrow at him, suggesting I was in an unpleasant mood.

Sadly, he didn't notice that since his eyes found it's way to my body; busy prowling at it.

Damn it!

Remind me the reason why I didn't change my sexy sleeping wear; composing of a matching white silk lace halter top and cami shorts, into a more conservative attire when I had the chance — Oh yeah because I was completely distracted by the upcoming event tonight…

‘Stupid, stupid Legaxy.’ I internally scolded myself.

“Cayden.” I finally acknowledged him — coldly if I may add, while covering my body with my free arm in a somewhat, discreet way.

didn't bother him at all... No, actually the idiot male vampire finds it amusing that his infamous smile

help but rolled my eyes

NOT slam this freaking door, right in front of your face by now?” I

Cayden snickered.

I see...” He muttered and leaned on the door, completely dominating me with his full six-foot height, “You know, I love difficult and tough women in the morning. Makes me want to EAT. THEM. RAW.” He teased, quickly licking his

feeling very brave at the second, I stepped a little closer at him — not disturbed by his intimidating height — and shot the bothersome Vampire my signature cold look; the aloof and

Talk, NOW.”

and here we are, commencing a

that this door can't even stand a chance. We, vampires, are built to break down mountains woman, so this” — points a thumb at the door — “barrier you trust so much, is not enough to cause harm to me... I might just leave a dent here instead.” He then smirks

swing a fist at him — wanting to wipe that smug expression on his face.

stay calm and be more in control of myself because I am more mature than this

I proceeded to

sticking to my promise of closing the heavy oak door on the Vampire's pleased face, I

what that was — a VIP invitation to

and seeing I was staring at the invitation on

I pointed

knowing what I meant, took the envelope out from his pocket and playfully

may add. So yeah, you could say

I demanded, raising an eyebrow at

swift motion, he closed the gap between us, the card is back on his suit's pocket — “Would you like to know, pretty kitten?” He asked while staring deeply into my eyes — his dark brown eyes were changing into a luminous red, like a ruby gem under a full moon

special abilities, especially those who are strong and dangerous in society — which I am happy to be aware of. So, when I saw that glowing eyes from Cayden, I already knew what it can

don't know how was it possible to be not affected by any of these magic revolving around me, in the first place, but I sure am

can't be hypnotized, right?” I finally uttered, a bit irritated

like I burned him and frowned — his eyes

just gave out a dark laugh after a long pause while further stepping back from me —

him, though I did shot him a death

of disappointment — maybe because of the way his attempt goes. “You know Dyme, you are not like any other human girls I enjoy playing with. You have so much fire in you,” — his eyes

discomfort with another one of my eye rolls — not minding the

I?” I asked as I reached out for the invitation in his pocket, clearly annoyed

the tone and

third son's temper. I wonder how you get that