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

tiled, and clean; It looked more like an

I heard voices

closed to each

know because I saw love and admiration in their eyes whenever

one I didn't receive from

then talked to me… they

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

a minute ago, asking how

royals — together with the ‘Mixed Council’, declared

the Dyme couple

a NOBODY for a

the two mentioned that I should call them ‘Mum’ and ‘Dad’

three boys… soon

Brothers...

mom and

a new life, they declared after

I heard Mum asked, completely snapping me out of my

breathe and blinked a few tears away — coming from the headache, which

“Yes Mama, I'm fine.”

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

you remember?” She inquired cautiously while brushing

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

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

Great! Another lie.

I don't want her to dwell on it... I can handle

frown, “It's giving me a heart attack

It always wants to remind me how lucky I am,

“You know the restrictions when using that

” I argued which earned me a hard glare

immediately bit my

another sigh. Then, her deeper shade of green eyes lovingly stared

a 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, with

by

was actually observing me so

hit all my delicate

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

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

speak the words correctly, dress elegantly, and even made the effort to fix my walk —

a well-mannered kid; sensitive, careful,

only way of giving back to the family who accepted me; seeing that

just a

community, these past few years. Too bad for

them back

lot of work for just filling in the daughter

I never was the person who takes things for granted.

always work for

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

family is next in line to the royal throne. And to be shoved into that mix

good

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

they did

recalled inside my head, halting me to

don't be too hard on yourself. You've proven yourself enough to

Mum

that I must be ready for the ‘daughter position’ as if it was work that I needed to do my utmost best so I can be qualified for

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