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.

No, actually the idiot male vampire finds it amusing that his infamous

rolled my eyes out of

this freaking door, right in front of your face by now?” I inquired, my other hand which was resting on the doorknob was itching

Cayden snickered.

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.

of laughing and feeling very brave at the second, I stepped a little closer at him — not disturbed by his intimidating height —

Cayden. Talk, NOW.” I warned, crossing

the motion that he opposed me and here we are, commencing a staring contest with each

head to one side, “Know 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

swear, I almost swing a fist at him — wanting to wipe

in control of myself because I am more mature than this — I'm more steady

proceeded

my promise of closing the heavy oak door on the Vampire's pleased face, I abruptly halted for I caught a glimpse of a gold envelope

was — a VIP invitation to the

noticing my pause, blinked. Then, his eyes followed my line of sight and

an important message to give us.” I pointed out after the

envelope out from his pocket and playfully waved it in front of

specifically, if I may add. So yeah, you could say that it is an important, YET very

raising an eyebrow

— with one 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

clan for three years now, I already know WHO has WHAT special abilities, especially those who are strong and dangerous in society — which I am happy to

be not affected by any of these magic revolving around me, in the

can't be hypnotized, right?” I finally uttered, a bit irritated by the proximity that

discovering my resistance to his enchantment, jerk back from me like I burned him and frowned — his eyes instantly changed back to their normal color.

of contemplating on it, he just gave out a dark laugh after a long

though I did shot him

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 instantly flashed red again and started ogling at me —

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

the invitation in his pocket,

the tone and began chuckling at

the third son's temper. I wonder how you