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...

that cell. I was expecting to be

and clean; It looked more

voices. I

my attention then. Both standing closed to

because I saw love and admiration in their eyes whenever they made eye

didn't receive

talked to me… they are called the

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

a minute ago, asking how was I

— together with the ‘Mixed Council’, declared I was

Dyme couple said

wanted a NOBODY for a

that place, the two mentioned that I should call them ‘Mum’ and ‘Dad’

already had three boys… soon to

Brothers...

and a

a new life, they declared

heard Mum asked, completely snapping me out of

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

“Yes Mama, I'm fine.”

after

still hurt, when you remember?” She inquired cautiously

little bit, but it's not like before.” I lied, trying

she took her hand off of me and went back on the pan in front of her.

Great! Another lie.

don't want her to dwell on it...

goodness for that. However, your brain should really stop doing that Lily.” She asserted with a frown, “It's giving me a heart attack every

you know. It always wants to remind me how lucky I am, and that I should always be

know the restrictions

argued which earned me a hard glare from

bit

action, let out another sigh. Then, her deeper

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 why, with all my heart, I am so

you should know by now I hate being

was actually observing me so

she hit all my delicate

I always thought that I should do better at everything.

because I need to in order for my relationship with my ‘adopters’ to be

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

a well-mannered kid; sensitive,

of giving back to the family who accepted me; seeing that being decent avoids problems and spares

just a little

community, these past few years. Too bad for them bullies though, I'm a bit of a fighter myself and when needed, I'm

fought them

like a lot of work for just filling in the daughter

person who takes

always

their life, earning that RIGHT to be called as

to the royal throne. And

too good to

challenge myself. I made myself work to the point of exhaustion so I could reach their level, made myself function the right way to

they did

words recalled inside my head, halting me

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

Mum is

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

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