Alpha's Nala

Chapter 17. Where them Cars?

Legaxy

I was beginning to believe that Cayden, aside from being a flirt, is likely a psycho.

Sure, he may have talked and shared some useful things with me that are worth both of my time and attention. But him, having to have indirect statements about me going to the Red Moon Ball?

That's basically a whole new level of absurdity for him...

I mean, is he nuts?

He knows, as much as I know, that HUMANS are considered viands to the mixed-race; that's the very reason as to why nobody cares to invite us (humans) to any of their (mixed-race) social gatherings, regardless of our purpose or significance to the event. 

However, listening to Cayden a while ago, he did sound so confident… so sure about the idea of a human being — specifically, me — attending their ball...

Would that mean he was telling the truth then?

OR, perhaps — in a reasonable way, I am just assuming all of this?

Do take note, Cayden didn't really clarify his odd phrases when we were conversing a moment ago — much like irritating each other out, or mostly me getting pissed off by the vampire's ridicules. Let alone, provided any answers, whatsoever, to my simple questions.

The only thing he did was just left me here, on my front porch, completely stupefied.

Nonetheless, it was obvious he was implying things at me, and as much as I wanted to ask him about it, I just didn't; I admit, anger got the best of me there.

That's why, I could only surmise that maybe I poorly did hear his words, or basically misunderstood him…

Yet, am I actually that slow to understand what he meant? 

Or am I just a poor listener, to begin with?

Before I could even further contemplate the subject — thought for a better explanation to give each probability my mind was fiddling at, another rush of cold breeze hit my exposed skin.

And that's when my brain's light bulb switched on; it was just the cold September air.

Of course, that makes more sense now...

pure breeze coming up from the snowy mountains, near our home. It doesn't help the fact that

let's not forget, the outfit I

the clothes themselves were showing off more skin. Especially, my halter top which had the back part

just the

heard Mum called from behind, snapping me out of

turn around and saw her, just in time, walking

was that?” She promptly asked, her hands fixing her black topcoat while her green eyes were shifting from me and the door — where Cayden was

eyes automatically took a glance at her back, waiting for Dad to appear. To my immediate wonder, he didn't emerge

forehead, instinctively,

the expression, flashed me

my side and gracefully

okay.' I simply thought to

— and much to my wonder again, her smile bent

as our ride for work… thank your CRAZY brothers for that.”

trembled upon

she meant and recognizing that indifferent tone in her voice, I flashed Mum

boys'

this, barely nodded her reply.

blue Lamborghini and don't even ask what happened to my black jeep,” her frown deepened, “my poor black wrangler… it was not even a drag race-worthy but still, they

this, my forehead creased in question again; thinking

boys? Going back to their old

me to believe that they've successfully grown out of that dangerous impulse and became

coming from Mum, they did it

wrecking cars to pieces, and putting their lives in danger, ONCE AGAIN — in less than

did it… pure passion or just

I truly don't know.

But, they promised…

seeing doubt dancing on my

— she snarled at her own words — “as they were, crashed most of the vehicles we owned. The black SUV is the only one left, and in good running condition, to take

it was the truth, I couldn't help

really broken their promise, the only one

realizing it can't be helped because that's just how the boys are with their obsession with cars and drag racing — old habits die hard, as they say,  I

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