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...

out of that cell. I was expecting to

white, tiled, and clean; It looked more like

voices. I heard

then. Both standing closed to each

because I saw love and admiration in their eyes

didn't receive from ‘him’,

to me… they are

family in the kingdom in terms of Security — since the man works as the head of the Security department — and Health — the lady's

minute ago, asking how

them royals — together with the ‘Mixed Council’,

couple said ACCEPTED…

NOBODY for

the two mentioned that I should call them

had three boys…

Brothers...

mom and a

a new life, they declared after

heard Mum asked, completely

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

“Yes Mama, I'm fine.”

the painful headache after my recollections,

you remember?” She inquired

bit, but it's not like before.”

Then, she took her hand off of me and

Great! Another lie.

don't want her to dwell on

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

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

know the restrictions when using

I argued which earned me

bit

her deeper shade of green eyes

you are a Dyme, Legaxy. You are PERFECT just the

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

knew Mum was actually

definitely, she hit

do better at everything. That I should be formal

to in order

years, I 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

a well-mannered

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

just a little

‘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

them back and eventually,

a lot

the person who takes things for granted.

always work

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

throne.

good to be

I could reach their level, made myself function the right way to be the right person for

they did

in that second, Mum's words recalled inside my head, halting me

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

guess 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

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