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 be

white, tiled, and clean; It looked more like an interrogation room with no tinted

voices. I heard voices

then. Both standing closed to each

love and admiration in their eyes

receive from ‘him’, I

me… they are

in terms of Security — since the man works as the head of the Security department — and Health

royals arrived a minute

with the ‘Mixed Council’,

the Dyme couple

a NOBODY for a

two mentioned that I should call them

already had three boys… soon

Brothers...

mom and

life, they declared

you alright baby?” I heard Mum asked,

coming from the headache, which was an

“Yes Mama, I'm fine.”

the painful headache after my

still hurt, when you remember?” She inquired cautiously

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

her hand off of me

Great! Another lie.

don't want her to dwell on

with a frown, “It's giving me a heart attack every time you get into one of

it, you know. It always wants to remind me how

the restrictions when using

” I argued which earned me

immediately bit my

Then, her deeper shade of green eyes lovingly stared

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

know by now I hate

knew Mum was actually observing me

she hit all

should do better at everything. That I should be formal and behave

to in order for my relationship with

I speak the words correctly, dress

be a well-mannered kid; sensitive,

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;

just a

admit that 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 a fighter myself and when needed, I'm fierce

them back and

everything, it does sound like a lot of work for just

the person who takes things

I always work

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

family is next in line to the royal throne.

too good to be

made myself work to the point of exhaustion so I could

they did

Mum's words recalled inside my head, halting me

you are so please, don't be too hard on yourself.

guess Mum is

blindsided by the idea that I must be ready for

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