Marry to Alpha or Vampire?

Bright flames shot into the sky, and the crowd erupted into cheers. The small town seemed to come alive at this moment.

Hazel curiously observed everything around her. This was her first party in town since her return, and it had definitely brought some excitement to the otherwise dull place.

The bonfire party was hosted by The Sean Club, but the event was held on the beach behind The Sean Club. Hazel remembered the large expanse of the sea back there.

Hazel moved through the crowd, receiving looks from various people. Even with her mask on, her grace was hard to hide.

“Look at you, darling. You’re quite popular,” Eloise giggled as the gaze of many guys lingered on Hazel. She was truly dazzling.

Hazel shrugged, indifferent to the attention. “Maybe you’ll find your partner tonight,” Hazel said to Eloise.

“Let’s hope we both do,” Eloise smiled.

Hazel rolled her eyes behind her mask. Eloise could sense Hazel’s annoyance. “Have you ever considered why Ada doesn’t wear a mask?” Eloise continued.

“It’s probably to catch someone’s eye,” Hazel said, casting a glance at Ada. She knew this woman well; Ada had done her fair share of trying to meddle in Hazel’s relationship with Putnam.

“Hehe, maybe she wants to catch the attention of our powerful Alpha,” Eloise playfully mentioned Cyril, confident it would stoke Hazel’s competitive spirit. She wouldn’t let what she wanted slip through to someone else.

“She wants to become Luna,” Hazel sneered, feeling somewhat agitated. The idea of Ada becoming Luna had grown in her mind, and she detested that possibility.

Even though Hazel had never considered becoming Luna, if Ada had any contact with Cyril, it would irritate her. She didn’t want to see that scenario.

Hazel didn’t want the woman she once knew and disliked to have any connection with the person she was now interested in.

“Oh, Hazel, your thoughts are dark,” Eloise made a mocking face. She couldn’t help but laugh at the idea that Ada becoming The Iron Star Pack’s Luna was discomforting.

Compared to this unsettling thought, Eloise preferred her best friend. Just thinking about what Hazel had told her made Eloise burst into laughter.

“I certainly hope she isn’t,” Hazel said, rolling her eyes.

“Alright. Don’t overthink it because the party has already started, my friends. Let’s enjoy it to the fullest,” Eloise walked over to a nearby cooler and grabbed a few beers, popping open a can to start drinking.

Eloise swayed her body slightly as she sipped on her drink, already immersed in the atmosphere.

“Cheers, to our friendship, cheers to our happiness,” Eloise raised her beer and clinked it with Hazel and Elmer.

Cheers resounded, and the dance floor was now filled with people wanting to dance, their bodies moving and swaying to the music, looking alluring.

“Hey, want to dance?” Eloise’s body also moved rhythmically to the music.

Elmer waved a hand, indicating he just wanted a drink.

“Sweetie, I’ll go with you,” Hazel raised her beer, smiling. She hoped to fully enjoy this beautiful night.

Eloise led Hazel onto the dance floor. Hazel’s body swayed with the rhythm, and she raised her head, swaying her hips to immerse herself in this dreamy party.

Eloise had already grabbed a guy to dance with. He had his hands on her waist, drawing them close, and Eloise cheered, completely oblivious to what was happening with Hazel.

Hazel smiled. It was the first time she had felt that returning to the small town was a good idea. Beer, dancing, and the exhilarating party.

Hazel’s moves became more spirited, her body swaying in harmony with the music. Some guys on the dance floor had started to fixate their gaze on her; she was like an enchanting presence emerging in the dark.

Ada was flirting with a guy, but his attitude suddenly grew indifferent.

“So, are you coming with me?” Ada lightly placed her hand on the guy’s neck; he was her first target tonight.

“Oh, well, I mean, maybe another time,” the guy said, removing Ada’s hand from his neck and hurriedly stepping away to the edge of the dance floor.

Ada stamped her foot in frustration. She followed the guy’s line of sight and saw the girl in the dance floor’s center, and then the next moment, she watched that girl’s mask fall to the ground amidst the intense dance moves.

“Dammit,” Ada thought, her gaze turning sharp. She could hear people’s breaths.

Ada struggled in her high heels to reach the edge of the dance floor. She regretted wearing them; walking on the sandy beach was so uncomfortable.

“Let me see who this is. Turns out, it’s a murderer,” Ada grabbed a microphone and abruptly spoke, her words causing quite a stir in the crowd.

“Hey, what did you say? Are you asking for trouble?” Eloise stopped dancing, standing before Ada, glaring at her angrily.

“Did I say something wrong? Hazel is the murderer. She killed Bessie,” Ada gazed at Hazel, truly despising this woman.

Hazel stood at the center of the dance floor with lights shining on her, making her look even more mysterious.

Hazel crossed her arms and looked at Ada. This woman was really good at stirring up trouble. However, the doubtful looks around made Hazel uncomfortable. She didn’t want to be misunderstood.

“Listen carefully. I didn’t kill Bessie. Is your brain malfunctioning?” Hazel tightly gripped the microphone, and if she could, she’d have thrown it at Ada.

“Your ring was found next to Bessie’s body. You can’t argue your way out of this,” Ada’s face twisted into a sly smile.

“My ring has been gone for a while. What can a single ring represent?” Hazel rolled her eyes. If Ada wanted to tarnish her reputation, she had partially succeeded, and this was unbelievable. Her current suspicion was indeed the highest, but Hazel had heard worse. She wouldn’t be frightened.Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

“Ada, you’re just like a clown, always trying to defame Hazel,” Eloise scolded Ada.

“Eloise, how noble are you? You’re nothing but Hazel’s lapdog. Remember when Putnam was around? You were so pathetic,” Ada continued, raising her voice, completely oblivious to the anger flashing in Hazel’s eyes.

“Ada, you witch. If you’re trying to provoke me, well, you’ve succeeded,” Hazel shielded Eloise behind her and walked up to Ada, delivering a punch to her face, making the music come to an abrupt stop.

Eloise’s eyes widened in shock as she witnessed this scene, and Hazel wore a triumphant smile on her face.

“Is there a fight happening here?”

A man wearing a white mask emerged from the shadows and walked toward the dance floor, his strong physique catching everyone’s attention. Even with a mask on, it was impossible to ignore the irresistible charm he exuded.

His gaze remained fixed on Hazel, and she locked eyes with him through her mask.