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

It looked more like an

voices. I heard voices

closed to each other; of course, a husband and a

because I saw love and admiration in

receive from ‘him’,

talked to me… they are

family in the kingdom in terms of Security — since the man works as the head of the Security department — and Health — the

arrived a minute ago, asking how was I

with the ‘Mixed Council’, declared I was

the Dyme couple said

a NOBODY for a child… weird

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

they already had three boys… soon to be

Brothers...

mom and

life, they

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

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.”

headache after my recollections, Mum shot me a

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

before.” I lied, trying to sound convincing.

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

Great! Another lie.

don't want her to dwell

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

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

know the

I argued which earned me a hard glare from

bit my

out another sigh. Then, her deeper shade of green eyes

in this family, that you are a Dyme,

that, I immediately felt emotional — and you should know by now

never knew Mum was actually observing me

she hit all my delicate

an adopted child, I always thought that I should do better at everything. That

to, but because I need to in order for my relationship with

that I speak the words correctly, dress elegantly, and even made the

well-mannered kid; sensitive,

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 spares the old folks

a little

first to admit that 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 a fighter myself and when needed, I'm fierce — I guess,

fought them back

upon acknowledging everything, it does sound like a lot of

I never was the person who takes

I always work for

RIGHT to be called as a DYME, is considered a

royal throne. And to be shoved into that

good

could reach

they did for

recalled inside my head, halting

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

guess Mum

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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