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...

when I got out of that cell. I was

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

voices. I heard voices

attention then. Both standing closed to each other; of course, a husband

and admiration

I didn't receive from ‘him’,

me… they are called the Dyme

in the kingdom in terms of Security — since the man works as the head of the Security

a minute

together with the

Dyme couple said

NOBODY for

got out of that place, the two mentioned that I should call them

they already had three boys…

Brothers...

mom and a

a new life, they declared

alright baby?” I heard Mum asked, completely snapping me out

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

“Yes Mama, I'm fine.”

after my recollections, Mum shot

when you remember?” She inquired cautiously while brushing my hair with her

not like before.” I lied, trying to

Then, she took her hand off of

Great! Another lie.

to dwell on

a frown, “It's giving me a heart attack every time you get

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

please,” she warned, cutting me off, “You know the restrictions when

argued which earned me a

bit

the action, let out another sigh. Then, her deeper shade of green eyes lovingly stared at me.

and we all feel like it's not fair if we acknowledge you like that.” Mum started, flashing me a small smile, “I know you don't believe me when I say that you are worth it. But do trust me when I tell you that you belonged in this family, that you 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 yourself. You've proven yourself enough to us, child. That's

by now I hate

I never knew Mum was

hit all my delicate

adopted child, I always thought that I should do better at everything. That I should be formal and behave as

I need to in order

on improving myself. I strived to look and act properly; ensuring that I speak the words correctly, dress elegantly, and even made the effort to

be a well-mannered

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

just a little

I've been involved with some ‘minor’ fights. Mostly about my adoption or existence in the community, these past few years. Too bad for them bullies though, I'm a bit of

fought them back and eventually,

sound like a lot of work for just filling in the daughter

the person who takes

I always

be called as a

throne. And to

just too good to be

of exhaustion so I could reach their level, made myself function the right

they did

Mum's words recalled inside my

just the way you are so please, don't be too hard on yourself. You've proven

guess Mum

was working hard — TOO damn HARD that I let myself be blindsided by the idea that I must be ready for the ‘daughter position’ as if it was work that I needed to do my utmost best so I can be

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