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...

when I got out of that cell. I was expecting to be left

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

I heard voices

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

because I saw love and admiration in their eyes whenever they made eye

receive from

me… they are called the Dyme

Security — since the man works as the head of the Security department

royals arrived a minute ago, asking how was

with the

the Dyme couple said

for a child… weird

that place, the two mentioned that I should call

had three boys…

Brothers...

mom and

a new life,

heard Mum asked, completely snapping me out

breathe and blinked a few tears away — coming from the headache, which was an aftermath of the recalls — before

“Yes Mama, I'm fine.”

the painful headache after my recollections, Mum

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

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

heard her sighed in relief. Then, she took her hand off of

Great! Another lie.

want her to dwell on it... I can handle

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

know. It always wants to remind

know the restrictions when using that word.”

I argued which earned me

immediately bit my

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

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

and you should know by now I

knew Mum was actually observing

hit all my

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

need to in order for my relationship with my ‘adopters’ to be

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

be a well-mannered kid; sensitive, careful,

back to the family who accepted

just a

to admit that 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 — I guess, that was already apparent a while back.

fought them back and

lot of work for just filling in

never was the person who takes things for granted.

I always work for

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

throne. And to be shoved into that mix like I somewhat deserve

just too good to

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

did for

recalled inside my head, halting me to

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

Mum

be ready for the ‘daughter position’ as if

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