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...

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

It looked more

voices. I heard

attention then. Both standing closed to each other;

because I saw love and admiration in their

receive from ‘him’, I

then talked to me… they

head of the Security department — and Health — the lady's the head doctor of their hospital, the

minute ago, asking how was

the ‘Mixed Council’, declared

Dyme couple said

wanted a NOBODY for a child… weird

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

already had three boys… soon to be

Brothers...

mom and

new life, they declared after ——

alright baby?” I heard Mum

and blinked a few tears away — coming from the headache, which was

“Yes Mama, I'm fine.”

knowing about the painful headache after my recollections, Mum

She inquired cautiously while brushing my

like before.” I

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

Great! Another lie.

to dwell on

frown, “It's giving me a heart attack every time you get into one of your ‘episodes’.” She

to myself as the headache subsided, “But I can't help it, you know. It always wants to remind me how lucky I am, and that I should always be thankful to the people who adopt —

off, “You know the restrictions when

argued which earned me a hard glare from

immediately bit my

let out another sigh. Then, her deeper

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.

that, I immediately felt emotional — and you should know by now I

was

definitely, she hit all

child, I always thought that I should do better at everything.

to, but because I need to in order for my relationship

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 straight

be a well-mannered kid; sensitive, careful,

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

a little

or existence in the community, these past few years. Too bad for them bullies though, I'm a bit

I fought them back

everything, it does sound like a lot of work

was the person

always work for

life, earning that RIGHT to be called

the royal throne. And to be shoved into

good to

I could reach their level, made myself function the

they did

words recalled inside

don't be too hard on yourself. You've proven yourself

guess Mum

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

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