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

white, tiled, and clean; It looked more like an interrogation room with

I heard

caught my attention then. Both standing closed to each other;

love and admiration in their eyes whenever they

didn't receive from ‘him’, I

to me… they are called the Dyme

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

arrived a minute

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

couple

wanted a NOBODY for a child…

out of that place, the two mentioned that I

they already had three boys… soon to be

Brothers...

mom and

new life, they declared

alright baby?” I heard Mum asked, completely snapping

few tears away — coming from the headache, which

“Yes Mama, I'm fine.”

painful headache after my recollections, Mum

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

not like before.” I lied, trying to

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

Great! Another lie.

want her to dwell on it...

with a frown, “It's giving me a heart attack every time you get into one of your ‘episodes’.” She

you know. It always wants to remind me how lucky I am, and that I should always be thankful to the people who adopt —

off, “You know the restrictions when using that word.” She

” I argued which earned me

bit my

out another sigh. Then, her deeper shade

we all feel like it's not fair if we acknowledge you like that.” Mum started, flashing me a 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 proud to call you

— and you should know by now I hate being sensitive in front

was actually

definitely, she hit

at

but because I need to in order for my

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 do that with a straight

be a well-mannered kid; sensitive, careful,

too much, but 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

a

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

I fought them back and

everything, it does sound like a lot of work

the person who takes things

I always

life, earning that RIGHT to be called as a

because the Dyme family is next in line to the royal throne. And to be shoved into that mix like I somewhat deserve

just too good to

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

they did

inside my head, halting me

be too hard on yourself. You've

Mum

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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