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

It looked more like

I

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

and admiration in their eyes whenever they

didn't receive from ‘him’, I

they are called the Dyme Family.

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

arrived a minute ago, asking how was I

royals — together with the ‘Mixed

the Dyme couple said

wanted a NOBODY for a

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

boys…

Brothers...

mom and

a new life, they

baby?” I heard Mum asked, completely snapping

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

“Yes Mama, I'm fine.”

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

remember?” She inquired cautiously

before.” I lied, trying

took her hand off of me and went back

Great! Another lie.

want her to dwell on it... I

Lily.” She asserted with a frown, “It's giving me a heart attack

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 I am, and that I should always be thankful to the people who adopt —

the restrictions when using that word.” She added

” I argued which earned

bit

catching the action, let out another sigh. Then, her deeper shade of green eyes lovingly

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 to us, child.

you should know by now I hate

I never knew Mum was

definitely, she hit all my

an adopted child, I always thought that I should do better at everything. That I should be formal and

because I need to in order

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

well-mannered kid;

time, I truly believe that it's the only way of giving back to the family who accepted

just a

years. Too bad for them bullies though, I'm a bit of a fighter myself and when needed, I'm fierce

I fought them

acknowledging everything, it does sound like a lot of work for just filling in

the person who

always work for

RIGHT to be called as

throne. And to be shoved into that

just too good to

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

did for

Mum's words recalled inside my head, halting me to fuss

don't be too hard on yourself.

guess Mum

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

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