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...

a while ago was just because of the pure breeze coming up from the snowy mountains, near our home. It doesn't help the fact that BER Months were

forget, the

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

the wind —

heard Mum called from behind, snapping me

turn around and saw her, just in

her green eyes were shifting from me

waiting for Dad

instinctively,

flashed

she stopped by my side and gracefully faced me — “out in the garage, getting the

simply

and much to my wonder

the meantime, the black SUV as our ride for work… thank your

involuntarily, trembled upon listening to

what she meant and recognizing that indifferent tone in

boys' drag race again?”

barely nodded her reply. Then,

happened to my black jeep,” her frown deepened, “my poor black wrangler… it was not

my forehead creased in question again; thinking that this is

back to their old ways

not as compulsive as before… unlike before. That's why it led me

from Mum, they did

pieces, and putting their lives in danger, ONCE AGAIN — in less than a week, if I may add. Unless their reasons for

maybe they just did it… pure passion

I truly don't know.

But, they promised…

seeing doubt dancing

eyes at me — “but yes, you heard me right… your brothers, as responsible” — she

my full attention to that, and sensing it was the truth, I

one that I asked for them to

their obsession with cars and drag racing — old habits die hard, as

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