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...

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

and clean; It looked more

voices. I heard voices

Both standing closed to each other; of course,

and admiration in their eyes

I didn't receive from ‘him’, I

talked to me… they are called the Dyme Family.

works as the head of the Security department — and Health — the lady's the head doctor of their hospital, the ‘King’

minute ago, asking how

— together with the ‘Mixed Council’, declared I

the Dyme couple

NOBODY for a

of that place, the two mentioned that I should call them ‘Mum’ and ‘Dad’ starting

three boys…

Brothers...

and a

life, they declared after

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

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

“Yes Mama, I'm fine.”

about the painful headache after my recollections, Mum shot

inquired cautiously while

but it's not like before.” I lied,

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

Great! Another lie.

dwell

really stop doing that Lily.” She asserted with a frown, “It's giving me a heart attack every time you get

sheepish 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,

warned, cutting me off, “You know the

” I argued which earned me a

bit my

her deeper shade of

small smile, “I know you don't believe me when I say that you are 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,

— and you should know by now I hate being sensitive

Mum was actually observing me so

she hit all my

at everything. That I should be formal and behave as an

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

ensuring that I speak the

well-mannered kid;

giving back to the family who accepted

a little

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,

them

upon acknowledging everything, it does sound like a lot of

I never was the person who takes things for

always work for

their life, earning that RIGHT to be called as a DYME, is considered a big HONOR already.

to the royal throne.

good to

exhaustion so I could reach their level, made myself function

did for

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

so please, don't be too hard on

guess Mum

must be ready for the ‘daughter position’ as if it was work

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