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...

out of that cell. I was expecting to be left alone but they

was white, tiled, and clean; It looked more like an interrogation room with no

voices. I heard voices

attention then. Both standing closed to each other; of course, a husband

because I saw love and admiration

didn't receive

then talked to me… they

of Security — since the man works as the head of the Security department — and Health — the lady's the head doctor of

arrived a minute ago,

together with the ‘Mixed Council’,

the Dyme couple said

a NOBODY for

of that place, the two mentioned that I should

boys… soon to

Brothers...

and

have a new life, they declared

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.”

the painful headache after

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

before.” I lied, trying

hand off of me and went back

Great! Another lie.

to dwell on it... I

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

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

me off, “You know the restrictions when using

I argued which earned me a

immediately bit my

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

I tell you that you belonged in this family, that you are a Dyme, Legaxy. You are PERFECT just the way you are

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

was actually

definitely, she hit all my delicate

child, I always thought that I should do better at everything. That I should be

I need to in order

that I speak the words correctly, dress elegantly, and even made the

well-mannered kid; sensitive, careful,

giving back to the family who accepted me; seeing that being decent avoids problems and spares the old

a

‘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 — I guess, that was already

them back and eventually,

everything, it does sound like a lot of work for

was the person who

I always

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

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

just too good

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

they did

words recalled inside my head,

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

guess Mum is

be ready for the ‘daughter position’ as if it was work that I needed to do my utmost best so I can be qualified

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