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

looked more

I heard

standing closed to each other; of

because I saw love and admiration in their eyes whenever

didn't receive from

then talked to me… they are

as the head of the Security

minute ago, asking

with the ‘Mixed Council’,

couple said ACCEPTED…

a NOBODY for

the two mentioned that I

had three boys… soon to be my

Brothers...

mom and a

life,

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

the headache, which was an aftermath of the recalls — before flashing

“Yes Mama, I'm fine.”

headache after

remember?” She inquired cautiously

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

in relief. Then, she took her hand off of me and

Great! Another lie.

want her to dwell on it... I

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

sheepish smile. Well, mostly to myself as the headache subsided, “But I can't help it, you know. It

cutting me off, “You know the

earned me a hard glare

bit my

action, let out another sigh. Then, her deeper shade

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

emotional — and you should know by

I never knew Mum was actually observing me so

hit all my delicate

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

but because I need to in order for

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

well-mannered kid; sensitive,

it's the only way of giving back to the family who accepted me; seeing

a little

Too bad for them bullies though, I'm a bit of a fighter myself and when needed, I'm fierce — I guess, that

fought them back and

does sound like a lot of work for

was the person who takes

always work

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

in line to the royal throne. And to be shoved into that mix like I somewhat deserve

good to

to the point of exhaustion so I could reach their level, made myself function the right way

they did

recalled inside my head, halting

are so please, don't be too hard on yourself. You've proven yourself enough

guess Mum is

was working hard — TOO damn HARD 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 best so

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