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

looked more like an interrogation room

I

to each other; of course, a husband

saw love and admiration in their eyes whenever they made eye

I didn't receive from ‘him’,

then talked to me… they

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

arrived a minute ago, asking

with the

Dyme couple

wanted a NOBODY for a child… weird

mentioned that I

had three boys…

Brothers...

mom and

a new life,

are you alright baby?” I heard Mum asked, completely snapping

I breathe and blinked a few tears away — coming from the headache, which was an aftermath of

“Yes Mama, I'm fine.”

painful headache after my recollections, Mum shot

still hurt, when you remember?” She inquired cautiously

but it's not like before.” I

off of me

Great! Another lie.

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

your brain should really stop doing that Lily.” She asserted with a frown,

subsided, “But I can't help it, you know. It always wants to remind me how lucky I am, and that I should always

me off, “You know the restrictions when using that

argued which earned me

immediately bit

another sigh. Then, her deeper shade of

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

you should know by now I hate being sensitive in front

Mum was actually observing me

she hit

I should do better at everything.

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

ensuring that I speak the words correctly, dress elegantly, and even

be a well-mannered kid; sensitive,

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

a

Too bad for them bullies though, I'm a bit

I fought them

does sound like a lot of work for just filling in the

was the person who takes things for

always work

RIGHT to be

family is next in line to the royal throne. And

too good to be

I 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 for

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

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

guess Mum

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

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