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...

up from the snowy mountains, near

forget, the outfit

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

the wind

Mum called from behind, snapping me out

quickly turn around and saw her, just in time, walking towards

her hands fixing her black topcoat while her green eyes were shifting

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

forehead, instinctively, wrinkled in

flashed

you're looking for your Dad, he's probably” — she stopped by my side and

simply thought

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

be using, for the meantime, the black SUV as our ride for work… thank your CRAZY brothers for that.” She

upon listening

and recognizing that indifferent tone in her voice, I flashed Mum a sad

the boys' drag race

this, barely nodded her reply.

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

this, my forehead creased in question again; thinking that

boys? Going back to their old ways again?

seen them not as compulsive as before… unlike before. That's why it led me to believe that they've successfully grown out of

coming from Mum, they did

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

maybe they just did it… pure

I truly don't know.

But, they promised…

seeing doubt dancing

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,

was the truth,

their promise, the only one that I asked for them

and drag racing —

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