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

It looked more like an interrogation room with

I heard

people caught my attention then. Both standing closed to each

saw love and admiration in their eyes whenever they made

didn't receive

me… they are called the

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

royals arrived a minute

— together with the ‘Mixed

couple said

for a

the two mentioned that

already had three boys… soon to be

Brothers...

mom and

have a new life,

alright baby?” I heard Mum asked,

from the headache, which was an aftermath

“Yes Mama, I'm fine.”

the painful headache after my recollections, Mum shot me a worried

it still hurt, when you remember?” She inquired cautiously

like before.” I lied,

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

Great! Another lie.

to dwell on it... I can

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

It always wants to remind me how lucky I am, and that I

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

which earned me a

bit my

her deeper shade of green eyes lovingly stared at me.

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.

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

knew Mum was actually

hit all my delicate

I should do better at everything. That I

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

I strived to look and act properly; ensuring that I speak the words correctly, dress elegantly, and even made the effort to fix

be a well-mannered kid;

but at that 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

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 while back.

fought them back and

like a lot

the person who takes things

I always work for

that RIGHT to be called as a DYME, is considered a big HONOR

to the royal throne. And to be shoved into that mix

good to

point of exhaustion so I could reach their level, made myself function the

they did

words recalled inside my

are so please, don't be

guess Mum

was working hard — TOO damn HARD that I let myself be blindsided by the idea that I must be ready for the ‘daughter position’

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