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

and clean; It looked more like an

voices. I heard voices

people caught my attention then. Both standing closed to

and admiration in their eyes whenever they

I didn't receive from ‘him’,

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

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

minute ago, asking

— together with the ‘Mixed Council’, declared I

the Dyme couple said ACCEPTED…

for a

mentioned that I should call them ‘Mum’ and

boys… soon to be

Brothers...

and

have a new life, they

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 flashing

“Yes Mama, I'm fine.”

after

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

it's not like before.” I lied,

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 handle

asserted with a frown, “It's giving me a heart

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

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

argued which earned me a hard glare from

immediately bit

action, let out another sigh. Then, her deeper shade

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.

emotional — and you should know by

I never knew Mum was actually observing

hit

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

because I need to in order for my

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

a well-mannered kid; sensitive,

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

a

my adoption or existence in the community, these past few years. Too bad for them bullies though, I'm a bit of a fighter

them back and eventually,

does sound like a lot of work for just

I never was the person who takes things for

always work

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

line to the royal throne. And to be shoved into that mix like

just too good to

of exhaustion so I could reach their level, made myself function the right way to be the right person for

did

that second, Mum's words recalled inside my head, halting me to fuss

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

Mum

working hard — TOO damn HARD that I let 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 can

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