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.

him at all... No, actually the idiot male vampire finds it amusing that

help but rolled

front of your face by now?” I inquired, my other hand which was resting on the doorknob was itching to

Cayden snickered.

dominating me with his full six-foot height, “You know,

the second, I stepped a little closer at him — not disturbed by his intimidating height —

NOW.” I warned, crossing

vampire loved the motion that he opposed me and here we

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 — “barrier you trust so much, is not enough to cause harm to me... I might just leave a dent here instead.” He then smirks — a naughty kind of

— wanting to wipe that smug expression on his face.

I quickly reminded myself to stay calm and be more in control of myself because I am more mature than this — I'm more steady and clever than

I proceeded to

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

knew what that was — a VIP invitation to the Red Moon

noticing my pause, blinked. Then, his eyes followed my line of sight and seeing I was staring at the invitation

important message to give us.” I pointed

meant, took the envelope out from his pocket and playfully waved it in front

sent here to give this to you — specifically, if I may add. So yeah, you could say that it is an important, YET very interesting message…” He then taps the card on his

demanded, raising an eyebrow at

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

strong and dangerous in society — which I am happy to be aware of. So,

any of these magic revolving around me, in the first place, but I sure am grateful about it —

be hypnotized, right?” I finally uttered, a bit

discovering my resistance to his enchantment, jerk back from me like I burned him and frowned — his eyes

though, instead of contemplating on it, he just gave out a dark laugh after a long pause while further stepping back from me — giving me that

intervene him, though I did shot him a death glare which he, in return,

the way his attempt goes. “You know Dyme, you are not like any other human girls I enjoy playing with. You

simply dismissed his discomfort with another one of my eye rolls

the

tone and

third son's temper. I wonder