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...

out of that cell. I was expecting to be left alone but

was white, tiled, and clean; It looked more like an interrogation room with no

I heard voices

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

saw love and admiration in their eyes whenever they made

I didn't receive from

then talked to me… they are

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

royals arrived a minute ago, asking how

the ‘Mixed Council’,

couple said

a NOBODY for a

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

already had three boys… soon to

Brothers...

and a

new life, they

baby?” I heard Mum asked, completely

tears away — coming from the headache, which was an aftermath of the recalls — before flashing a

“Yes Mama, I'm fine.”

painful headache after my recollections, Mum shot me

inquired cautiously while

bit, but it's not like before.”

heard her sighed in relief. Then, she took her hand off of me and went back on

Great! Another lie.

dwell on it... I can

with a frown, “It's

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

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

Mama, ” I argued which earned me a hard glare from

bit my

her deeper shade of green eyes lovingly stared at me.

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 into a

emotional — and you should know by

I never knew Mum was

hit all my

at everything. That I should be formal and behave as

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

properly; ensuring that I speak the words correctly, dress elegantly, and even made the effort

be a well-mannered kid;

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

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

them back

lot of

was the person

always

earning that RIGHT to be

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

good

why I challenge myself. I made myself work to the point of exhaustion so I could reach their level, made myself function the right way to be the

did

words recalled inside my head,

you are so please, don't be too hard on yourself.

Mum

myself be blindsided by the idea that I must be ready for the ‘daughter position’ as if it was

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