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...

sun was blinding when I got out of that cell. I was expecting to be left alone but they pushed me to this room.

more like an

I heard voices

then. Both standing closed to each other; of

know because I saw love and admiration in their eyes whenever they made eye

receive from ‘him’,

they are called the Dyme

of Security — since the man works as the head of the Security department — and Health — the lady's the head doctor of their hospital,

minute

the ‘Mixed Council’, declared I

Dyme couple said

NOBODY for a child…

the two mentioned that I

already had three boys… soon to be my

Brothers...

and a

a new life, they

baby?” I heard Mum asked, completely snapping me out of my

— coming from the headache, which was an aftermath

“Yes Mama, I'm fine.”

about the painful headache after my recollections, Mum

you remember?” She inquired

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

hand off of me and went back on the pan in front of

Great! Another lie.

want her to dwell on

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

Mama,” I offered another sheepish smile. Well, mostly to myself as the headache subsided, “But I can't help it, you know. It always wants to

warned, cutting me off, “You know the restrictions when using that

earned

bit my

Then, her deeper

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 am so proud to call you my human daughter.” She declared, engulfing me

and you should know by

knew Mum was actually observing

definitely, she hit all

adopted child, I always thought that I should do better at everything. That I should be formal and behave

in order for my relationship with my ‘adopters’ to be

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

well-mannered

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 and spares the old folks from

just a little

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

I fought them back

it does sound like a lot of

person who takes things

I always

spot in their life, earning that RIGHT to be

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

just too good to

made myself work to the point of exhaustion so I could reach

did

in that second, Mum's words recalled inside

be too hard on yourself.

Mum

by the idea that I must be ready for the ‘daughter position’ as if

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