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...

cell. I was expecting to be left alone

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

voices. I heard voices

Both standing closed to each other; of course, a husband and a

saw love and admiration in

one I didn't receive from

me… they are called the Dyme

of the Security department — and Health — the

a minute ago, asking how

— together with the ‘Mixed Council’, declared I

the Dyme couple said ACCEPTED…

a NOBODY for a

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

boys… soon to

Brothers...

and

have a new life, they

are you alright baby?” I heard Mum

away — coming from the headache, which was an aftermath of the recalls

“Yes Mama, I'm fine.”

knowing about the painful headache after my recollections, Mum

you remember?” She inquired cautiously while brushing my

not like before.” I

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

Great! Another lie.

want her to dwell on it... I

really stop doing that Lily.” She asserted with a frown, “It's giving me a heart attack every time you get into one

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

“You know the restrictions when

earned me a hard

immediately bit

her deeper shade of green

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. You've proven yourself enough

should know by now I hate being sensitive in front of my

I never knew Mum was actually observing me so

definitely, she hit all

I always thought that I should do better at everything. That I

to, but because I need to in order for my relationship

to look and act properly; ensuring that I speak the words correctly, dress elegantly, and even made the effort

a well-mannered kid; sensitive,

too much, but at that time, I truly believe that it's the only way of giving back to the family who accepted me; seeing that being

just a little

with some ‘minor’ fights. Mostly about my adoption or existence in the community, these past few years. Too bad

them back and eventually,

sound like a lot of work

I never was the person

always work

RIGHT to be called as a DYME, is

in line to the royal throne.

too good to be

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

did for

second, Mum's words recalled inside my head,

just the way you are so please, don't be too

Mum is

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

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