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...

was blinding when I got out of that cell. I was expecting to be

and clean; It looked more like an interrogation room with no

voices. I

standing closed to each other; of course,

and admiration in their eyes

one I didn't receive

me… they are called

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

royals arrived a minute ago,

them royals — together with the ‘Mixed Council’, declared

Dyme couple said

a NOBODY for a

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

three boys… soon

Brothers...

mom and a

life, they declared after

you alright baby?” I heard Mum asked, completely

— coming from the headache, which was an aftermath of

“Yes Mama, I'm fine.”

the painful headache after my

it still hurt, when you remember?” She inquired cautiously while brushing my hair with her

like before.” I lied, trying to sound

sighed in relief. Then, she took her hand off of

Great! Another lie.

want her to dwell on it... I can handle

asserted with a frown, “It's giving me a heart attack every time you get into one of your ‘episodes’.” She added.

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

cutting me off, “You know the restrictions when using that

I argued which earned me a hard glare

bit my

Then, her deeper shade of green eyes

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

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

I never knew Mum was actually observing

she hit

adopted child, I always thought that I should do better at everything. That I should be formal and

but because I need to in order for my relationship with

did my best on improving myself. I strived to look and act properly; ensuring that I speak the words correctly, dress elegantly, and even made the effort to fix my walk — making sure

well-mannered kid; sensitive, careful,

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

a little

in the community, these past few years. Too bad for them bullies though, I'm a bit of a fighter myself and when needed,

fought them back and

everything, it does sound like a lot of work for

the person who takes things

always work

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

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

just too good

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

they did

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

are PERFECT just the way you are so please, don't be too hard on yourself. You've proven yourself enough

guess Mum is

that I let myself be blindsided by the idea that I must be ready for the ‘daughter position’

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