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...

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

white, tiled, and clean; It looked more like an interrogation room with

I

my attention then. Both standing closed to each other; of course, a husband and a

admiration in their

one I didn't receive from ‘him’, I

me… they are called the

of

minute ago, asking

with the ‘Mixed Council’, declared

the Dyme couple said

NOBODY for a

that I should call them ‘Mum’ and ‘Dad’

had three boys… soon to be my

Brothers...

mom and a

new life, they declared

heard Mum asked, completely

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

“Yes Mama, I'm fine.”

and knowing about the painful headache after my recollections, Mum shot me

when you remember?” She inquired cautiously while brushing my hair with

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

she took her hand off of me and

Great! Another lie.

dwell on it... I can handle

that. However, your brain should really stop doing that Lily.” She asserted with a frown, “It's giving

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

off, “You know the restrictions when using that word.”

Mama, ” I argued which earned me a

immediately bit my

action, let out another sigh. Then, her deeper shade of green eyes lovingly stared at me.

like it's not fair if we acknowledge you like that.” Mum started, flashing me 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.

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

I never knew Mum was

she hit all my delicate

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

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

best on improving myself. I strived to look and act properly; ensuring that I speak the words correctly, dress elegantly, and even

be a well-mannered kid; sensitive,

too much, but at that time, I truly believe that it's the only way of giving back to

just a

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

fought them back and eventually,

everything, it does sound like a lot of work

was the person who takes things

I always work for

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

in line to the royal throne. And to be shoved

too good

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

they did

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

are so please, don't be too hard on yourself. You've proven

Mum

must be ready for the ‘daughter position’ as if it was work that I needed to do

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