I opened the envelope and pulled out the invitation. It was intricately designed with the symbol of a blood-red moon and was surrounded by wine vines and leaves. The words were written in elegant, calligraphic script:
"Alpha Storm, You are invited to the monthly gathering of Alphas in the Blood Moon Hall. Come alone. The future of our kind depends on it. Dress code: a red or wine suit and a black ninja mask. PS: You can bring guests." I turned to see Kyle and Naya reading the note over my shoulders. Oh, there's a dress code... I could never go alone to such a party. Not when the Alpha killed my dad.
"You guys saw it, right? This man killed Dad!" Kyle wasn't pleased. He gave a small laugh that scared me a little. "I swear to our creator, I am going to rip his f*****g heart from his chest.
