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

and clean; It looked more

voices. I heard

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

admiration

one I didn't receive from

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

most honorable family in the kingdom in terms of Security — since the man works as the head of the Security department — and Health — the lady's the head doctor of their hospital, the

them royals arrived a minute ago, asking how was I

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

couple

NOBODY for

two mentioned that I should call them ‘Mum’ and

boys… soon to

Brothers...

mom and

life, they declared

baby?” I heard Mum asked, completely snapping me

tears away — coming from the headache, which was an aftermath of

“Yes Mama, I'm fine.”

headache after my recollections, Mum shot

when you remember?” She inquired cautiously while brushing my

little bit, but it's not like before.”

hand off of

Great! Another lie.

her to dwell on it... I can

She asserted with a frown, “It's giving me a heart attack every time

It always wants to remind me how lucky I am, and that

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

earned me a

immediately bit

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

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

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

knew Mum was actually observing

hit all my

better at everything.

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

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;

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

just a little

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 —

them back and eventually,

a lot of

the person who takes

I always

life, earning that RIGHT to be called

family is next in line to the royal throne. And to be shoved

good

exhaustion so I could reach their level, made myself function

did for

Mum's words recalled inside my

don't be too hard on yourself. You've proven

Mum

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 be qualified for

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