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...

that cell. I was expecting to

more like an interrogation room with

voices. I heard

people caught my attention then. Both standing closed to each other; of course, a husband and a

know because I saw love and admiration in their

receive from ‘him’,

talked to me… they are

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

minute

the

Dyme couple said ACCEPTED…

wanted a NOBODY for a child… weird

of that place, the two mentioned that I should call them ‘Mum’

they already had three boys… soon to be

Brothers...

and

life, they declared after

I heard Mum asked, completely

away — coming from the headache, which was an aftermath

“Yes Mama, I'm fine.”

painful headache after my

remember?” She inquired cautiously while

it's not like before.”

relief. Then, she took her hand off of me

Great! Another lie.

to dwell on it...

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

you know. It always wants to remind me how lucky I am,

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

argued which earned me

bit

another sigh. Then, her

“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

immediately felt emotional — and you should know by now

Mum was actually observing me so

she hit all my delicate

always thought that I should do better at

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

did my best on improving myself. I strived to 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 that

a well-mannered kid;

it's the only way of giving back to

just a

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

I fought them back

sound like a lot

person who takes things for granted.

I always work

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

because the Dyme family is next in line to the royal throne. And to be shoved into that mix like

good to be

point of exhaustion so I could reach their level, made myself function the right

they did

second, Mum's words recalled inside my

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

Mum is

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

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