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...

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

looked more like an

I heard voices

to each other; of course, a husband and a

I saw love and admiration in their eyes whenever they

I didn't receive

to me… they are called the

man works as the head of

a minute ago, asking

— together with the ‘Mixed Council’,

Dyme couple said ACCEPTED…

NOBODY for a

that place, the two mentioned that I should call them ‘Mum’ and

three boys… soon to

Brothers...

and

new life, they

you alright baby?” I heard Mum asked, completely snapping me out

breathe and blinked a few tears away — coming from the headache, which was an aftermath of the recalls — before

“Yes Mama, I'm fine.”

the painful headache after my recollections, Mum shot

hurt, when you remember?” She inquired cautiously while brushing my hair

like before.” I lied, trying to sound

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

Great! Another lie.

her to dwell on it... I

for that. However, your brain should really stop doing that Lily.” She asserted with a frown, “It's giving me a heart attack every time you

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

she warned, cutting me off, “You know the restrictions when

argued which earned me a hard

bit

out another sigh. Then, her

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 enough to us, child. That's why, with

by now I hate being sensitive in front of

never knew Mum was actually observing me so

hit all

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

I need to in order for my relationship with my

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 effort to fix my walk — making sure I do that with

be a well-mannered

only way of giving back to the family who accepted me; seeing that being decent

just a little

about my adoption or existence in the community, these past few years. Too bad for

I fought them

like a lot of

was the person who

I always work

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

throne. And to be shoved into that mix like I somewhat

just too good to be

of exhaustion so I could reach their level, made myself

they did

second, Mum's words recalled inside my head, halting

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

guess Mum

the idea that I must be ready for the ‘daughter position’ as if it was work that I needed to do my utmost best

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