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 blinding when I got out of that cell. I was expecting to

and clean; It looked more like

voices. I heard voices

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

admiration in their eyes

didn't receive

two then talked to me… they are called the Dyme Family.

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

arrived a minute ago, asking how was I

together with the ‘Mixed Council’, declared I was

couple

NOBODY for a child… weird

got out of that place, the two mentioned that

had three boys… soon to be

Brothers...

mom and

have a new life,

are you alright baby?” I heard Mum

which was an aftermath of the recalls — before flashing a lovely

“Yes Mama, I'm fine.”

headache after

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

bit, but it's not like before.”

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

Great! Another lie.

dwell on it... I can handle

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

I can't help it, you know. It always wants to remind me how lucky I am, and that I should always be

off, “You know the restrictions when using that

” I argued which earned me a hard glare from

bit my

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

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,

by now I

Mum was actually

she hit

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

because I have to, but because I need to in order for my

the words correctly, dress elegantly, and even made the effort

be a well-mannered

of giving back to the

just a

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

them

everything, it does sound like a lot of work for

I never was the person

always work

RIGHT to be called as a

is next in line to the royal throne.

good to be

could reach their level, made myself function the

did

Mum's words recalled inside my head, halting me

way you are so please, don't be too hard on

Mum

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 utmost best so I

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