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...

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

was white, tiled, and clean; It looked more like

I heard voices

to each other; of course, a husband

because I saw love and admiration in

one I didn't receive from ‘him’, I

me… they are called the

the man works as the head of the Security department — and Health — the lady's the head doctor of their hospital, the

royals arrived a minute

together with the ‘Mixed Council’, declared

couple said

a NOBODY for

mentioned that I should call them ‘Mum’

already had three boys… soon to be my

Brothers...

and a

life, they declared after ——

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

away — coming from the headache, which was an aftermath of the

“Yes Mama, I'm fine.”

after

She inquired cautiously while

before.” I lied, trying to

her sighed in relief. Then, she took her hand off of me and went

Great! Another lie.

dwell on it...

really stop doing that Lily.” She asserted with a frown, “It's giving me a heart attack every

to myself as the headache subsided, “But I can't help it, you know. It always wants to remind me how

she warned, cutting me off, “You know the restrictions when using that word.” She added

earned

bit

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

that you are a Dyme, Legaxy. You are PERFECT just the

should know by now I hate being sensitive in front of my family.

was

definitely, she hit all my delicate

at everything. That I should

but because I need to in order

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

well-mannered

at that time, I truly believe that it's the only way of giving back to the family who accepted me; seeing that being decent avoids problems and

a little

existence in the community, these past few years. Too bad for

fought them back

a lot of work for just filling in the

person who takes

always work

earning a spot in their life, earning that RIGHT to be called as

line to the royal throne. And to be shoved into that mix like

too good to

I made myself work to the point of exhaustion so I could reach their

did

recalled inside my

are so please, don't be too hard on yourself. You've

Mum is

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

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