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...

breeze coming up from the snowy mountains, near our home. It doesn't help the fact that BER Months were also starting up, making

forget, the outfit I

will easily get a shudder because aside from the fabric being too thin, the clothes themselves were showing off more

just the wind — nothing

Mum called from behind, snapping me out of

saw her, just in

her black topcoat while her green eyes were shifting from me and the

her back, waiting for Dad to appear. To my immediate wonder, he

instinctively,

the expression, flashed me a

my side and gracefully faced

I simply

the blue though — and much to my wonder again, her

will be using, for the meantime, the black SUV as our ride for work… thank

trembled upon listening

indifferent tone in her voice, I flashed Mum

the boys' drag race again?”

her

trying to control her upcoming temper, “them boys crash the red Ferrari first, last Tuesday. Then, the day after that, the 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 used it. Can you believe that?” She huffed while crossing her arms tightly in

to this, my forehead creased in question again; thinking that this is quite

boys? Going back to

it led me to believe that they've successfully grown

Mum, they did it

in danger, ONCE AGAIN — in less

they just did it… pure passion or

I truly don't know.

But, they promised…

dancing

you're thinking, child. I can hear it even when you don't speak it aloud” — she rolled her eyes at me — “but yes, you heard me right… your brothers, as responsible” — 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 your Dad

was the truth, I couldn't help but feel disappointed in

the only one that I asked for

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

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