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...

was blinding when I got out of that cell. I was expecting

was white, tiled, and clean; It looked more like an interrogation

I heard voices

Both standing closed to each other; of course, a husband and

because I saw love and admiration in

receive from ‘him’, I

talked to me… they

works as the head of

royals arrived a minute ago,

— together with the ‘Mixed Council’, declared I

the Dyme couple said ACCEPTED…

NOBODY for a child… weird

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

three boys…

Brothers...

mom and a

have a new life,

Mum asked, completely snapping me out of my

headache, which was an

“Yes Mama, I'm fine.”

the painful headache after my recollections,

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

before.” I

of me and went

Great! Another lie.

dwell on it... I

goodness 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 get into one of your ‘episodes’.” She

“But I can't help it, you know. It always wants to remind me how lucky I am, and that I should always be

me off, “You know the

Mama, ” I argued which earned me a

immediately bit

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

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. You've proven yourself enough to us, child. That's why, with all my heart,

I immediately felt emotional — and you should know by now

never knew Mum was

she hit

at everything. That I should be formal and

because I need to in

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

be a well-mannered kid;

of giving back to the family who accepted me;

just a little

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 — I guess, that was already

I fought them back and eventually,

acknowledging everything, it does sound like a lot of work

I never was the person who takes things

always work

spot in their life, earning that RIGHT to be called

the royal throne.

just too good

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

they did

words recalled inside my head,

PERFECT just the way you are so please, don't be too

Mum

that I let myself be blindsided by the idea that I must be ready for the ‘daughter position’

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