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 expecting to be left alone but they pushed me to this room.

tiled, and clean; It looked more like an interrogation room

voices. I

standing closed to

because I saw love and admiration in their

I didn't receive

then talked to me… they are

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,

them royals — together with the ‘Mixed Council’, declared I

Dyme couple said ACCEPTED…

wanted a NOBODY for a child…

that I should call them ‘Mum’ and

three boys… soon to be my

Brothers...

mom and

life, they

alright baby?” I heard Mum asked, completely snapping

the headache, which

“Yes Mama, I'm fine.”

painful headache after my recollections, Mum

remember?” She inquired cautiously while brushing my

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

Then, she took her hand off of me and went back on the

Great! Another lie.

to dwell on it... I can

for that. However, your brain should really stop doing that Lily.” She asserted with a frown, “It's

subsided, “But I can't help it, you know. It always wants to remind me how lucky I am,

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

argued which earned me a hard

bit my

another sigh. Then, 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 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

that, I immediately felt emotional — and you should know by now I hate being sensitive in front of

was actually

definitely, she hit

better at

to, but because I need to in order for

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 with a

be a well-mannered kid; sensitive, careful,

know it's too much, but at that time, I truly believe that it's the only way of giving back to the family who accepted me; seeing that being decent avoids problems and spares the old

just a little

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

everything, it does sound like a lot of work for

the person who takes things for granted.

always

in their life, earning that RIGHT to be called as

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

just too good to

myself. I made myself work to the point of exhaustion so I could reach

they did for

Mum's words recalled inside

don't be too hard on yourself.

guess Mum is

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

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