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

more

voices. I heard voices

my attention then. Both standing closed to each other; of course, a husband

I saw love and admiration in their eyes whenever they

didn't receive from ‘him’,

me… they

kingdom in terms of Security — since the man works as the head of the Security department — and Health — the lady's the

arrived a minute ago, asking how

— together with the

the Dyme couple said ACCEPTED…

wanted a NOBODY for a child… weird

two mentioned that I should call them ‘Mum’

three boys…

Brothers...

and

a new life, they declared after

alright baby?” I heard Mum

away — coming from the headache, which was an aftermath of the

“Yes Mama, I'm fine.”

and knowing about the painful headache after my recollections,

She inquired cautiously while

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

in relief. Then, she took her hand off of

Great! Another lie.

her to dwell

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

It always wants to remind me how lucky

warned, cutting me off, “You know the restrictions when using that word.” She added

earned me a hard glare

immediately bit

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

are worth it. But do trust me when I tell you that you belonged in this family, that you are a Dyme,

and you should know by now I hate being sensitive in

Mum was actually

she hit

do better at everything. That I should be

to, but because I need to in order for my relationship with my ‘adopters’ to

that I speak the words correctly, dress elegantly, and even made the effort to fix my walk — making sure I

well-mannered kid; sensitive,

but at that time, I truly believe that it's the only way of giving back to the family

just a little

bad for them bullies though, I'm a bit

I fought them

a lot of work

never was the person

I always

to be called

to the royal throne. And to be shoved into that mix like I

good

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

did for

Mum's words recalled inside my head, halting me

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

Mum is

blindsided by the idea that I must be ready for the ‘daughter

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