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...

got out of that cell. I was

more

I

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

saw love and admiration in

didn't receive from ‘him’, I

two then talked to me… they are called the Dyme

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

arrived a minute ago, asking how was

together with the ‘Mixed Council’, declared I

the Dyme couple said ACCEPTED…

NOBODY for a child… weird

that place, the two mentioned that I

boys…

Brothers...

mom and

have a new life,

Mum asked, completely snapping me out of

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

“Yes Mama, I'm fine.”

headache after my recollections, Mum shot me a

remember?” She inquired

but it's not like before.” I lied, trying to sound convincing.

sighed in relief. Then, she took her hand off of me and went back on the pan

Great! Another lie.

dwell on it... I can

a frown, “It's giving me a heart attack every time you get

the headache subsided, “But I can't help it, you know. It always wants to remind me

“You know the restrictions when using that word.” She added sternly.

” I argued which earned me a hard

immediately bit my

her

you like that.” Mum started, flashing me a 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

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

knew Mum was

she hit

should do better at everything.

in order for my relationship with my ‘adopters’ to

and act properly; ensuring that I speak the words correctly, dress elegantly, and even made the effort to fix my walk — making

well-mannered kid; sensitive,

truly believe that it's the only way of giving back to the family who accepted me; seeing that being decent avoids problems and

just a

bad for them bullies though, I'm a bit of a fighter myself and when needed, I'm fierce — I

I fought them back and

upon acknowledging everything, it does sound like a lot of work

was the person who takes things

I always work for

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

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

just too good

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

they did for

recalled inside my head, halting me

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

guess Mum

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

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