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...

was blinding when I got out of that cell. I was expecting to be left alone but they pushed me

tiled, and clean; It looked more like an interrogation room with no

I heard voices

standing closed to each

saw love and admiration

I didn't receive from ‘him’, I

two then talked to me… they are called the Dyme

in terms of Security — since the man works as the head of the Security department — and Health — the lady's the head doctor of

royals arrived a minute ago, asking how was I

— together with the ‘Mixed Council’, declared I

the Dyme couple said ACCEPTED…

a NOBODY for a child…

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

three boys… soon to be my

Brothers...

and

a new life,

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

away — coming from the headache, which was an aftermath of the recalls — before flashing a lovely smile

“Yes Mama, I'm fine.”

and knowing about the painful headache after my

it still hurt, when you remember?” She inquired cautiously while brushing my

it's not like before.” I

off of me

Great! Another lie.

her to dwell on

with a frown, “It's giving me a heart

Mama,” I offered another sheepish smile. Well, mostly to myself as the headache subsided, “But I can't help it, you know. It always wants to remind me

cutting me off, “You know the

earned me

bit my

sigh. Then, her deeper shade of green eyes

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 why, with all my heart, I am so proud to call you my human daughter.” She declared, engulfing me into a tight

and you should know by now I hate being sensitive in front of my

was actually observing

she hit

I should do better at everything. That I should be formal and behave

but because I need to in order for my relationship with

three years, I did my best on improving myself. I strived to look and act properly; ensuring that I speak the words correctly, dress elegantly,

well-mannered

of giving back to the family who accepted me; seeing that being

a

years. Too bad for them bullies though, I'm a bit of a fighter myself and when needed, I'm fierce — I guess, that was already

I fought them back

lot of work for

was the person who takes things for granted.

I always work

life, earning that RIGHT to be called as a DYME, is considered a big HONOR

to the royal throne.

good to

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

they did for

Mum's words recalled inside my head, halting me to fuss

PERFECT just the way you are so please, don't be too hard

Mum

— 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

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