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...

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

let's not forget, the outfit I

from the fabric being too thin, the clothes themselves were showing off more skin. Especially, my halter top

just the

heard Mum called from behind,

turn around and saw her, just

asked, her hands fixing her black topcoat while her green eyes were shifting from me and the

while my eyes automatically took a glance at her back, waiting for Dad to

forehead, instinctively, wrinkled

understanding the expression, flashed me

stopped by my side and gracefully faced me — “out in the garage, getting the car ready.”

okay.' I simply

the blue though — and much to my wonder again,

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

involuntarily, trembled upon listening

that indifferent tone in her voice, I flashed Mum a

me guess, the boys' drag race again?”

barely nodded her reply. Then, her

quick breaths, 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

attention to this, my forehead creased in question

to

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

coming from Mum, they did it

AGAIN — in less than a week, if I may add.

it… pure passion or just complete madness?

I truly don't know.

But, they promised…

doubt 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

it was the

the only one that I asked

with cars and drag racing — old habits

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