Alpha's Nala

Chapter 23. Raised by Fangs and Magic

Legaxy

I guess it was already an obvious factor from the start — also mentioned it a few times — since I do have a mixed-race of Vampire and Witch for a family.

And positively, you'll find it hard to believe that a human actually exists in that mix, or even born from supernatural beings without actually being one.

So rare…

But unlike other adopted kids out there that were acquired because one family was childless or cannot bear a kid of their own, I was adopted because I was a NOBODY.

‘You're a nobody's child, hija.’ a voice, in my memory, reminded me.

Without any warning, my harmless phasing out turned into a more serious condition; another one of my ‘episodes’ transpired.

I felt myself go stiff as my brain started to spark up and began replaying — recollecting — the days I first came to this place. It was like an intense movie, playing from slow to fast-forward on a big screen in my head...

I just watched breathlessly.

FLASHBACK

‘I don't remember why I was walking. All I know was I need to get out from there, I need to leave that place...

Oh, oh civilization!

I was already worn out and my feet were hurting. My dress was stained and I smell like shit...

Now, I was walking inside this weird barricaded place.

I'm in the forest but why was this place all fenced up, like it was a horse stable?

Then, I heard snarls and grunts.

I turned, I wish I didn't, and saw a group of vampires and witches, all young-looking. However, what made me stilled on my spot was their faces, they were all hungry.

Among them was Seth; he was hungry as well...

Instantly, he pounced —

— Fast forward.

I was being dragged to a cell.

The cell looked pretty clean and accommodating. I could live here if they let me.

But the ‘King’ and ‘Queen’ disliked my presence so I guess, I need to work on —

‘Is she a spy? Or an ally?’ I heard a male asked, interrupting my daydreaming.

‘She's neither.’ a female answered.

‘How can you say that?’ the same male questioned.

‘Well, if she's a spy she should be fighting us to save her ass. And if she's one of us, she should have a tattoo or markings… she's clean and very innocent.’ the female explained.

‘Useless too. She has no memories… we checked. She's basically a NOBODY, poor child.’ another male announced, making me wince.

I have no memories… so that's why they freed me after a week of confinement.

However, they didn't let me go.

I heard them again, the guards I believe. They talked about me. They said the Kingdom decided to keep me, FOR GOOD...

of that cell. I was expecting to be left alone but they

tiled, and clean; It looked more like an interrogation room

I

to

I saw love and admiration in their eyes whenever they made

one I didn't receive

talked to me… they are called the Dyme Family.

works as the head of the Security department — and Health — the

a minute ago,

together with the ‘Mixed Council’, declared I

the Dyme couple said

wanted a NOBODY for a child…

two mentioned that I should call them

already had three boys… soon to be

Brothers...

and

life,

are you alright baby?” I heard Mum asked, completely snapping me out of my

I breathe and blinked a few tears away — coming from the headache, which was an aftermath of the recalls

“Yes Mama, I'm fine.”

and knowing about the painful headache after my recollections, Mum

inquired cautiously while brushing my hair

but it's not like before.” I

Then, she took her hand off of me and went back on the pan

Great! Another lie.

dwell on it...

with a frown, “It's giving me a heart attack every time you get into one of your ‘episodes’.” She added.

sheepish smile. Well, mostly to myself as the headache subsided, “But I can't help it, you know. It always wants to remind me how lucky I am, and that I should always be thankful to

know the

which earned me a hard glare from

immediately bit

catching the action, let out another sigh. Then, her

are a Dyme, Legaxy. You are PERFECT just the way you are so please,” she paused and touched my cheek again, “don't be too hard on

that, I immediately felt emotional — and you should know by now I hate being sensitive in front

never knew Mum was actually

definitely, she hit all

always thought that I should do better at everything. That I should be formal

because I need to in order for my relationship with

properly; ensuring that I speak the words correctly, dress elegantly, and even made the effort to fix my walk — making sure I

be a well-mannered kid; sensitive, careful,

believe that it's the only way of giving back to the family who accepted me; seeing that being decent

just a little

my adoption or existence in the community, these past few years. Too bad for them bullies though, I'm a bit of a fighter myself and when

them

like a lot of work for just

was the person

I always work for

RIGHT to be called as a DYME, is considered a

next in line to the royal throne. And to be shoved into that

just too good to

so I could reach their level, made myself function the right way to be the

did

in that second, Mum's words recalled inside my head, halting

be too hard on yourself. You've proven

Mum

ready for the ‘daughter position’

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