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

and clean; It looked more like an interrogation room

I heard voices

to each other; of course, a husband and a

saw love and admiration in their eyes whenever they made

receive

two then talked to me… they are called the

head of the Security department — and

a minute ago, asking how

the ‘Mixed Council’, declared

the Dyme couple said ACCEPTED…

NOBODY for

place, the two mentioned that I should call

they already had three boys… soon to

Brothers...

and a

have a new life, they

baby?” I heard Mum asked,

from the headache, which was an aftermath of

“Yes Mama, I'm fine.”

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

when you remember?” She inquired cautiously while brushing

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

of me and

Great! Another lie.

dwell on it... I

really stop doing that Lily.” She asserted with a frown, “It's giving me a heart attack every time you get into

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

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

I argued which earned me a

bit my

action, let out another sigh. Then, her deeper shade of green eyes

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,

I immediately felt emotional — and you should know by now I hate being sensitive

I never knew Mum was actually observing

hit

do better at everything. That

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

best on improving myself. I strived to look and act properly; ensuring that I speak the words correctly, dress elegantly, and

well-mannered kid;

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

a

I've been involved 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

I fought them back

it does sound like a lot

never was the person who takes things for granted.

I always work

be called as a

throne. And to

just too good

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

they did for

recalled inside my head, halting me

don't be

guess Mum

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

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