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's why when I saw that familiar hint of disturbance on their faces; the change of eye colors and the devilish smirks, I knew I had to run from them.
No questions.
Just run as fast as my long legs could carry me...
Though as human, as I was, I couldn't move fast enough. Even if I was the best runner from the Olympics or any athletic tournaments, I could not beat these supernatural beings.
Especially, when you're wearing freaking four-inch heels!
Well, that was three hours ago...
Now, we're all at the ball.
As my parents have promised, the occasion was safe and free of threats — both from the mixed-race and hunting season. No injuries are yet to be reported, or any episode of getting eaten alive occurred, for the past few hours that we are here.
Actually, it was way better than I expected because the human race was wholeheartedly accepted by the mixed race. While for the latter, they learned to truly tolerate the temptation, improving them to fully open their arms and embraced the mortal existence.
In short, everybody was getting along with each other.
Not to mention, some RED matches were already transpiring, making this event successful enough that Mum couldn't help but survey the room to make reports on the said accomplishment.
Just like what they needed…
However, as the circumstance was thriving, Dad was still on edge.
Typical of him.
In that few hours at the ball, he already made a lot of quick calls and jumped into short meetings after meeting with the high officials regarding the security of all the attendees. He even conducted and joined several rounds of those perimeter checks.
‘Just for extra precaution,’ he told me, two hours ago as he left me to do his work.
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