The Mystical Attraction of Alpha

Chapter 111

Chapter 111 – Orphan Gang

Ella

“Cora tell me what happened.” I demand, crossing my skinny arms over my chest. I’m eight years old, glaring down at my surrogate sister with a stern expression. It’s always been this way between us. She’s a year older, but I’ve always had the dominant personality.

“It was nothing.” She insists, averting her gaze from my own.

“You’re lying.” I counter stubbornly. “I can always tell, you know.”

“No, you think you always know.” Cora answers sullenly, though we both know I’m right. I can read my sister like a book.

“Would you just tell me?” I press, sighing with exasperation.

“Fine, it’s not even a big deal, it was just some of the big kids being jerks.” She explains gravely.

“Which ones?” I respond immediately. “Point them out.” It could be anyone, considering the fact that even children our own age tend to be bigger than us. It seems like the orphanage physician labels us undersized and undernourished every year, though nothing ever changes.

Reluctantly, Cora points toward a familiar gang of kids, ranging from age eleven to fourteen. The ringleader is a beefy thirteen year old who always wears a cruel leer, as if he’s ever on the lookout for someone to bully to tears – just for the fun of it. “You see, there’s nothing we can do about it – they run this place.”

“I beg to differ.” I answer, tilting my chin up defiantly. “We don’t have to be bigger than them – just smarter. Now tell me what they said to you?”

the ground, her shoulders slumped in defeat. “They called me a worthless gutter

me. This is the weak spot for any abandoned child. None of us know what it’s like to be wanted or unconditionally loved, and the only thing that keeps us going is the hope that we might get parents one day.

you know how it is.

parents just as badly as you do, but I’m not gonna leave you for anything.” I vow. I’d like to see any grown up try to take me away from

she’s said this to me. I do have a way of taking the most skittish and

remind her. “Why else do you think the big kids are so mean. They’re mad that no one ever picked them and they take it out on us cuz they think we might still

mean you’re going to let them off the hook?” She asks, arching a

I’m just gonna remind them that we’re in this together.” I answer reasonably, trying to

teeth flash in a pearly grin. “And if they don’t

Cora trails along behind me, whispering anxiously about what a bad idea

you to pick on someone your own size?” I call while we’re still a

I’m the one who spoke. The ringleader rises to his feet, then scoffs, “Even if they did, that ain’t you,

for brains.” I bite back. “You shouldn’t be mean to Cora just cuz you’re

malicious intent. “A scrawny little thing like you? You’re even more useless than she is.” He reaches out and shoves me,

but something is rising up inside me, something powerful and fearless. I snarl and pounce, scrabbling up the older boy’s body and attacking him tooth and nail. He screams and flails his arms. “What – hey! Get her off me! What is this!” I don’t relent. Hands grab for me, but I dig my nails

I come back to the present, I realize how strange my behavior had been that day. Normal human girls don’t act like that – do

that?” Sinclair asks, the

the orphanage, just by being scrappy enough to take on the big kids. When it was over I tended

truth in them – not only the wolfish group I formed, but the fact

sure I wouldn’t have been any match for a pup that wasn’t dormant, but the human

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