Alpha's Nala

Legaxy

The Red Moonball is like any other mating ball in this world.

Yes, it happens once a year, every year. And yes, it has the same goal of assisting mythical creatures in finding their other halves.

The usual setting…

Though, the difference with this particular ball is its concept, in which other species are not allowed to join.

It is tradition for events like this to involve other people, particularly different kinds of existences, in order to have a higher chance of pairing.

However, the mixed-race, knowing how unpredictable they are, choose to ignore the belief and decided to keep it for themselves.

Not to be selfish or strict now, but to be SAFE — For others' sake, to be precise...

Not to mention, they are a PROUD race. They make sure their generations consist only of PURE breeds.

No hybrids, or so they believed.

So when Axel questioned the attendance part — indicating that the ball should be a Vampire and Witch party ONLY,

Then connecting it to what Seth mentioned earlier about the rogue vampires and black witches' hunting season,

And me realizing that it should be HUMANS that needed to be hunted,

My eyes widened like saucers.

It can't be...

But why?

The palace knew how tempting the mortal race is. That's why they figured it would be smart enough to ban them to the ball.

And for what?

Since prey is prey. Surely, inviting one to the occasion could cause an uproar, or worse, a war — and wars are not really a good thing right now.

Then, all of a sudden, I recalled Cayden's words, reminding me of how real and possible my assumption was.

So Humans, my race, THEY will be attending the Red Moonball…

My breath hitched at the thought.

I was about to speak my mind out when Howard beat me to it, explaining, “Axel has a point. Those ‘pests’, even if impulsive, are not that stupid to go to a battlefield knowing there is no conflict.”

“True, they are careful and strategic beings.” Dad nodded his head, “But they wanted to HUNT, at the Red Moonball? They do realize the place will be filled by us once they get there, right?”

“Love, it's hunting season.” Mum, turning to her right to face Dad, reminded gently. “Surely, the ‘pests’ will not mind if their hunting ground was packed or not. They only wished to feed and cause mayhem... That's all they seek.”

Dad growled after hearing that.

“But it's a foolish move, Love. A wasted effort. They know every time they strike, they will lose. Yet, they keep on going. Like dying was some kind of a game for them.” He paused and stared at Mum, “They were once our brothers and sisters… it's just annoying that instead of giving us a chance to cure them, they taunt us back. Insult us, in a manner of choosing death over family.” He ended, pinching the bridge of his nose.

Mum let out a quiet sigh.

“That's their fault and not ours, Jacob.” She placed her hand on Dad's chest, “Don't think too much about it. Okay?”

Dad only nodded while stroking Mum's hand on his chest. Then, the two started ogling at each other.

Howard had to clear his throat, twice, to break our parents' moment.

Thankfully, the two didn't mind and went back to eating.

The rest of us followed.

“I just can't believe we don't have any leads as to why they wanted to ambush at the ball.” Howard started after a long pause, “There's nothing there to pique their interest,” he added and took a bite of his roasted chicken.

“I think — ” was all that I could say before Axel interrupted me.

And I'm like, seriously?

I frowned.

“Which takes me back to my point.” Axel snapped, sounding furious now.

I seen this side of him, Axel looks very dangerous when

to self; always be on

who's being chased here. It's somebody else, and

lick to his

So why are those ‘pests’ finally decided to come to the ball? On that specific day? What do you guys think draws them

silent then; all must be

stays an assumption, I lowered my eyes to our marble table and took a sudden interest

my salad, Dad

this notice regarding a new race joining the ball.” He announced,

this, Howard choke on his chicken while Axel on the water he

snapped her attention at Dad, almost glaring at

Seth?

quiet. Too

presence if it

inquired after drinking the water

shifted my gaze to look

myself go stiff then and

stare now, but because of his statement; he just unintentionally

Shit!

an idea about this, I trembled in my

Both Howard and Axel screeched.

his perfect eyebrow at

year, well next year. Thanks to the

“But, ” Howard started.

finished the

Trial,” Seth replied, earning confused faces from

got out of his shock — finally spoke, his tongue rolling like the word

to elaborate, sweetheart?” Mum asked while

and one by one, he

and seeing that we are all situated, Seth

his chest, “Three years ago, before the war between the werewolves, the Hue Kingdom

to work. It took them half a year to

with and used, our species started to successfully thrive once more. It

three years later — the time after the war, and happens to be this year, the same old crisis occurred. But

you mean worse?”

hates disruptions when he's talking, “Before, we can reach eight out of ten or even a perfect ten

we only get two out of the ten, even with the same procedure and solution used three years ago. We don't know why but we assume that the case is related to the

a pair. Hybrids tend to

spoke about how our figures decreased this past nine months... We are at our

are saying that we're probably endangered, brother?” Axel straightforwardly asked, worry was

plan.” Seth turned

my confusion, “you promised to tell me the reason behind your

Seth only nodded.

perplexed as to what we are talking about.

I quickly fired questions at Seth — mostly inquiries as to why I was involved and the reason behind

the long wait I've experienced from Seth; I just wanted

grumble as he chuckles. “One topic at a time, please. And before you ask another question, made sure I had already answered the

but nodded my

reaction, Seth proceeded with

answers are

made their way to the table and then he relaxes there, “That's how the ‘Human Trial’ was born. It's the same

my mind went numb the

help either when fleeting ideas about the invitation, Seth's confirmation about Human attendees, Red Moonball, mixed-race breeds,

processing all their

a snap of

I gasped.

using humans as part of your breeding process, aren't you?” I asked Seth,

surprised by either my quick thinking or my tone. And

to increase

was all my

I need to explain

I could only shrug.

all too dangerous?” Howard protested, “I mean, hello, humans are PREY and we are PREDATORS. That

I didn't think

when Mum

glimpse of her