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...

I was expecting to be left alone but they pushed me to this room.

clean; It looked more like an interrogation room with no

voices. I

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

admiration in their eyes whenever

one I didn't receive from

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

arrived a minute ago, asking how was I

with the ‘Mixed Council’, declared I was

couple said ACCEPTED…

a NOBODY for a child… weird

two mentioned that I should call them ‘Mum’ and ‘Dad’ starting

had three boys… soon to be my

Brothers...

and

a new life, they declared after

I heard Mum asked, completely snapping

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

“Yes Mama, I'm fine.”

the painful headache after my recollections,

remember?” She inquired cautiously while brushing my hair with

not like before.”

her hand off of me and went back on

Great! Another lie.

to dwell on

that Lily.” She asserted with a frown, “It's

“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 the people who

me off, “You know the restrictions when using

which earned me a hard glare from

bit

Then, her deeper shade of green eyes lovingly stared at me.

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

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

was actually observing me

she hit all

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

to, but because I need to in

for 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, and even made the effort to fix my walk — making sure I

a well-mannered kid; sensitive, careful,

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

a

‘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 a fighter myself and when needed, I'm fierce — I guess, that was already

them back

upon acknowledging everything, it does sound like a lot of work for just

person who takes things for

always

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

royal throne. And to be shoved into that mix like I

just too good to

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

did for

words recalled inside my head, halting me

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

Mum is

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 qualified

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