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 expecting to be left alone but

and clean; It looked more like an interrogation

voices. I heard

closed to each other; of course, a husband

because I saw love and admiration in their eyes whenever

receive

to me… they are called the Dyme Family.

of the Security department — and Health — the lady's

them royals arrived a minute ago,

them royals — together with the ‘Mixed Council’, declared I

couple said ACCEPTED…

a NOBODY for a child…

two mentioned that I

three boys… soon to be

Brothers...

mom and a

life, they declared after

alright baby?” I heard Mum asked, completely snapping

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

“Yes Mama, I'm fine.”

about the painful headache after my recollections,

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

like before.” I lied, trying to sound convincing.

heard her sighed in relief. Then, she took her hand off of me and went back on the pan in

Great! Another lie.

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

with a frown, “It's giving me

myself as the headache subsided, “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

know the restrictions when using that word.” She

argued which earned me a

bit

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

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

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

Mum was actually observing me so

she hit

that I should do better at everything. That I should be formal

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

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

well-mannered kid; sensitive,

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

a little

involved with some ‘minor’ fights. Mostly about my adoption or existence in the community, these past few years. Too bad

them back and eventually,

sound like a lot

I never was the person who takes

always work for

RIGHT to be called as a

the Dyme family is next in line to the royal throne. And

good

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

did for

in that second, Mum's words recalled inside my head,

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

guess Mum is

idea that I must be ready for the ‘daughter position’ as

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