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...

that cell. I was expecting to be left alone but they pushed

looked more like an

voices. I heard

then. Both standing closed to each other;

I saw love and admiration

receive from ‘him’, I

me… they are called the

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

royals arrived a minute ago, asking how

with the ‘Mixed Council’, declared I was officially

Dyme couple

NOBODY for a child…

mentioned that I should call them ‘Mum’ and

three boys… soon

Brothers...

and a

have a new life, they declared

I heard Mum asked, completely snapping me out

which was an aftermath of the recalls —

“Yes Mama, I'm fine.”

headache after my recollections, Mum shot

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

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

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

Great! Another lie.

her to dwell on it... I

stop doing that Lily.” She asserted with a frown,

smile. Well, mostly to myself as the 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 to the people who adopt

know the restrictions

Mama, ” I argued which earned me a hard glare

immediately bit my

sigh. Then, her deeper shade

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

immediately felt emotional — and you should know by now I hate being sensitive in front of my

Mum was actually

hit all my

do better at everything. That I should

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

properly; ensuring that I speak the words correctly, dress

be a well-mannered kid; sensitive,

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

a

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 apparent a

I fought them back

lot of work for just

person

I always work

be called

is next in line to the royal throne.

too good

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

did for

that second, Mum's words recalled inside my head, halting me to

so please, don't be too hard

Mum is

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

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