Alexa Weinstein and The Blood Unravel

Chapter 10

Michael

He couldn’t stop thinking about her. Ever since the night that he was on the verge of kissing her and losing his grip on his human self, she appeared in every dream he had. Never had a girl had an effect on him that much. It was always the other way around. All the girls swooning over him. This feeling was so foreign to him that for the first time in his life, Michael Greymund felt afraid. What if he fell for her?

“Please Michael, you know how much I love dancing. Please just do it for me.” One thing he hated other than weakness and trust before knowing a person was dancing.

In his family, only his mother could dance. She was a dancing teacher who performed for their father in a business party where he met her. His brother, his father and himself suck at dancing, but even when he fell on his butt when he was twelve years old didn’t demotivate his mother to give up.

“Mom, you know that I can’t,” he said only to earn a frown from her.

“Well, if you can’t learn from me, you’ll learn it from Alexa,” she said.

“What the freaking hell! No way I am going to ask her to teach me a stupid dance and how are you so sure that she can dance?”

“Because she danced with me the other day when you went to meet your dad and I already asked her and she agreed too enthusiastically,” she said, her eyes shining with amusement.

“Oh god, why are you torturing me?”

“Because the other day when you had gone to a run, she has seen you Michael and this is the punishment that came to my mind. She’s still not ready to know about our kind. What if she saw you shifting?”

Change of mind, I hate her now, he thought.

“Not my fault she decided to look out of the window,” he grumbled.

“What if she’d seen you?”

“We’d have to tell her the truth.” With that said he exited the room.

How long would they have to keep it a secret from her?

Alexa

“So, mom told me that you agreed,” he said, frowning.

She had gone to see Michael to give him his food in his garage where she found herself surrounded by a bunch of tall, muscular men. What’s with this neighbourhood and its handsome guys?

“Yeah,” she said.

“Hello, sweetie,” said a blonde-haired dude named Ray, while the others chuckled, “What made you work for this stupid?”

He ducked as Michael swung his fist at him. “So, our long-lost idiot is taking dancing lessons from you, sweetheart?” said Stephen, while the others roared.

“Mike gets a dance lesson!” They chanted as Michael threw curses at them. She couldn’t help the smile forming on her lips. “That’s why we love you mother, best punishment ever,” said Chris.

She looked at them with a questioning look on her face, but they only smirked.

It was the first time she saw the garage for real. There were four guys working for Michael, all of them his closest friends since kindergarten. They all had the kind of attractiveness that was too much for a human to have, but Michael overruled them all.