Alpha's Nala

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...

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, making the

and let's not forget, the

will easily get a shudder because aside from the fabric being too thin, the clothes themselves were showing off more skin. Especially, my halter top which had the back part styled in a very

just the

I heard Mum called from behind, snapping me

quickly turn around and saw her,

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

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

forehead, instinctively, wrinkled

flashed me a warm

Dad, he's probably” — she stopped by my side and gracefully faced

I simply

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

for work… thank your CRAZY brothers for that.” She quickly informed, her voice as cold as the climate

upon listening to

that indifferent tone in her voice, I

boys' drag race again?”

this, barely nodded her reply. Then, her

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

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

back to their old

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

Mum,

danger, ONCE AGAIN — in less than a week, if I may add. Unless their reasons

they just did it… pure passion or just complete

I truly don't know.

But, they promised…

dancing

what 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

it was

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,