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...

I was expecting to be left alone but they pushed me

tiled, and clean; It looked more like

voices. I

Both standing closed to each

and admiration in

one I didn't receive from ‘him’, I

talked to me… they are called the Dyme Family.

man works as the head of the Security

a minute ago, asking how

together with the ‘Mixed Council’, declared

the Dyme couple

for a child…

got out of that place, the two mentioned that I should call them ‘Mum’

three boys… soon

Brothers...

mom and a

have a new life, they declared

you alright baby?” I heard Mum asked,

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

“Yes Mama, I'm fine.”

after my recollections, Mum shot

when you remember?” She inquired cautiously while

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

hand off of me and went

Great! Another lie.

want her to dwell on it... I

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 your ‘episodes’.” She

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

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

argued which earned me a hard glare from

immediately bit

catching the action, let out another sigh. Then, her deeper

you belonged in this family, that you are a Dyme, Legaxy. You are PERFECT just the way you

and you should know by

never knew Mum was

hit

do better at everything. That

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

the words correctly, dress elegantly,

be a well-mannered

the only way of giving back to the family who accepted me; seeing that being decent avoids problems and spares the

a little

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

them back and eventually,

everything, it does sound like a lot of work for just

I never was the person

I always

spot in their life, earning that RIGHT to be called as a DYME, is considered

family is next in line to the royal throne.

good to

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 right person for the

did

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

be too hard on yourself. You've proven

Mum

for the ‘daughter position’ as if it was work that I needed to do my utmost best

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