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...

that cell. I was expecting to be left alone but they

clean; It looked more like an interrogation

voices. I heard

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

saw love and admiration

I didn't receive from ‘him’, I

two then talked to me… they are called

of Security — since the man works as the head of the Security department —

royals arrived a minute ago, asking how was I

the

the Dyme couple

a NOBODY for a child… weird

got out of that place, the two mentioned that I should call them ‘Mum’

they already had three boys… soon to be my

Brothers...

and

a new life, they

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

headache, which was an aftermath of the recalls

“Yes Mama, I'm fine.”

about the painful headache after my recollections, Mum shot

still hurt, when you remember?” She inquired cautiously

before.” I lied, trying

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

Great! Another lie.

her to dwell on it...

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

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

she warned, cutting me off, “You know the restrictions when using that word.” She added

earned me

bit my

let out another sigh. Then, her deeper

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

and you should know by now I hate

never knew Mum was

she hit all my delicate

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

I need to in order

best on improving myself. I strived to look and act properly; ensuring that I speak the words

be a well-mannered kid; sensitive, careful,

of giving back to the family who accepted me; seeing that being decent avoids problems and spares the old folks

a little

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 already apparent a

fought them back

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

person who takes things for granted.

always work for

a spot in their life, earning that RIGHT to be

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

just too good

so I could reach their level, made

they did for

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

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

Mum

I must be ready for the ‘daughter

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