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...

shiver that I felt 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 also starting up,

let's not forget, the outfit

easily get a shudder because aside from the fabric being too thin, the clothes themselves were showing off more skin. Especially, my halter

the wind — nothing

from behind, snapping me

around and saw her, just in

her hands fixing her black topcoat while her green eyes were shifting from me and the door — where Cayden

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

instinctively,

flashed me a warm

— she stopped by my side and gracefully faced

I simply thought

though — and much to my wonder again, her smile bent

the black SUV as our ride for work… thank your CRAZY brothers

involuntarily, trembled upon listening

tone in her voice, I flashed Mum a sad

boys' drag race again?”

nodded her reply. Then, her jaw

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,

this, my forehead creased in question again;

Going back to their old

before… unlike before. That's why it led me to believe that they've successfully grown out of that dangerous

Mum,

drag racing, wrecking cars to pieces, and putting their lives in danger, ONCE AGAIN — in less than a week, if I may add. Unless their reasons for it were that

did it… pure

I truly don't know.

But, they promised…

doubt dancing on my

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

full attention to that, and sensing it was the truth, I couldn't help

only one that I asked

with their obsession with cars and drag racing — old habits die hard, as they say,  I let out a quiet sigh of

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