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...

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

looked more like

voices. I heard voices

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

know because I saw love and admiration in their eyes whenever

receive

then talked to me… they are called the Dyme

man works as the head of the Security department —

arrived a minute ago, asking how

together with the

couple said

NOBODY for

the two mentioned that I should call them ‘Mum’ and ‘Dad’

had three boys… soon to be

Brothers...

mom and a

new life, they

Mum

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

“Yes Mama, I'm fine.”

knowing about the painful headache after my recollections, Mum shot me a

remember?” She inquired cautiously while brushing

not like before.” I lied, trying to sound

in relief. Then, she took her hand off of me and went back

Great! Another lie.

to dwell on it... I

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

Mama,” I offered another sheepish smile. Well, 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, and that

off, “You know the restrictions when

earned me a hard glare

bit

her deeper shade of green eyes lovingly stared at

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

by now I hate being sensitive in front of

I never knew Mum was actually observing me

hit all my

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

have to, but because I need to in order for my

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

well-mannered kid;

of giving back to the family who

a

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

them back and

sound like a lot of work for just filling in the daughter

was the person who

always

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

royal throne. And to be

good

of exhaustion so I could reach their level, made myself

they did

in that second, Mum's words recalled inside

be

Mum

be ready for the ‘daughter position’ as if it

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