Alpha's Nala

Legaxy

I did not think that through.

I mean, seriously?

Why did I even believe that I could outrun one tricky witch and two broad vampires?

Oh yeah, because I was freaking afraid!

It was like a life and death situation — I had to make a choice.

So could you blame me for choosing to run and flee at the first sign of danger, than to go brave and bold?

Regardless of the rationales, I know it was not the boys' intention to scare me — let alone inflict harm to me.

How do I know that?

Simple.

They never saw me wore clothes before that reveal my curves and show off my assets, or wear makeup for the sake of making myself pretty.

If I did, I was either at home or work — hotel and/or gigs, and should be wearing it at their very presence.

Yes, they are that strict...

I did try wearing it once, at a co-worker's birthday party and damn, that was the most horrifying experience I have ever witnessed because the three boys went nuts; Full predatory stance and it was hell on earth.

I had to go home early that day just for them to calm down and not ruin the celebration.

I know, it was the worse overreaction I have ever encountered but I already have forgiven them for that.

Still, it was not easy to forget…

that familiar hint of disturbance on their faces; the change of eye colors and the devilish smirks, I knew I

No questions.

as my long legs

couldn't move fast enough. Even if I was the best runner from the Olympics or

when you're wearing

that was three

we're all

injuries are yet to be reported, or any episode of

than I expected because the human race was wholeheartedly accepted by the mixed race. While for the latter, they learned to truly tolerate

everybody was getting along with

matches were already transpiring, making this event successful enough that Mum

like what

circumstance was thriving, Dad

Typical of him.

he already made a lot of quick calls and jumped into short meetings after meeting with the high officials regarding the security of all

for extra precaution,’ he told me, two hours ago as he left me to

for the boys, they were working on finding their REDs — yeah, DO NOT

me, I was beginning to feel relaxed, considering the predicament I

boys' problems with me all dressed up, they also had issues with me on how many heads my evening look could

me, but also acting extremely possessive

knowing my attire was seriously attracting men and I hated the idea of getting a lot of attention from them. However, when one male species attempted to converse with me, the three men

big scene where they almost killed a man... Well, thankfully, the dude was a

the sudden display of violence towards a fellow

usual, and bringing them to forget all about their RED hunting, I asked them — GENTLY, if I may add — to stop and remind them of their goal of finding

that was

convincing and assurance that I would be okay for I have my kind here — roaming around the room — before thy men left me and

a sigh of

Checking if they

it was not my job to do that but these people are my kind. So, it's not that hard to understand why I wanted them to feel all welcome

I was; how I function as a human, and