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

white, tiled, and clean; It looked more like

I heard voices

then. Both standing closed to

saw love and admiration in their eyes

receive

they

in the kingdom in terms of Security — since the man works as the head of the Security department — and Health — the

minute ago, asking how

with the ‘Mixed Council’, declared I was officially

couple said ACCEPTED…

a NOBODY for a child…

mentioned that I should call them

already had three boys…

Brothers...

mom and a

have a new life, they declared after

alright baby?” I heard Mum asked, completely snapping me out of my

a few tears away — coming from the headache, which was an aftermath of the recalls — before flashing a lovely smile at

“Yes Mama, I'm fine.”

painful headache after my recollections,

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

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

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

Great! Another lie.

dwell on it... I can handle

a frown, “It's giving me a heart attack every time

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

please,” she warned, cutting me off, “You know the restrictions when using that

earned me a hard

immediately bit

Then, her deeper shade

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 all my heart, I am so proud to call you my human daughter.” She declared,

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

Mum was actually observing

she hit all my

I should do better at everything. That

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

look and act properly; ensuring that I speak the words correctly,

well-mannered kid; sensitive,

only way of giving back to the

a

I've been involved with some ‘minor’ fights. Mostly about my adoption or existence 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

them back

acknowledging everything, it does sound like a lot of work

I never was the person

I always

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

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

too good

why 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

they did

inside my head, halting

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

Mum is

let myself be blindsided by the idea 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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