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?”

can’t hear her speak. She stares at the ground, her shoulders slumped in defeat. “They called me a worthless gutter rat and said

the only thing that keeps us going is the hope that we might get parents one day. As far as

completely disheartened. “I mean, maybe they have a point. We’re getting old now, and you know how it is. Parents only ever want the babies. I mean you might have a chance – you’re so pretty… but I have

leave you for anything.” I vow. I’d like to see any grown up try to take me away

all the outcasts.” This isn’t the first time she’s said this to me. I do have a way of taking the most skittish and rejected of our peers under

mean. They’re mad that no one ever picked them

going to let them off the

not, I’m just gonna remind them that we’re in this together.” I answer reasonably, trying to calm my

flash in a pearly grin. “And if they

to the bullies in question. Cora trails along behind me, whispering anxiously about what a bad idea this is. I don’t listen, determined to

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

laugh when they see I’m the one who spoke. The ringleader rises to his feet, then scoffs, “Even if they did, that

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

little thing like you? You’re even more useless than she is.” He reaches out and shoves me, both of his hands

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 into his flesh, biting and scratching

present, I realize how strange my behavior had been that day. Normal human

Sinclair asks, the corners of his mouth

tells it, that’s the day I became the de facto leader of the orphanage, just by being scrappy enough to take on the big kids. When it was over I tended his wounds, and from then on they

sink into my mind slowly, but I gradually recognize the truth in them – not only the wolfish group I formed,

“I was able to beat him because I’m a wolf… I mean I’m sure I wouldn’t have been any match for a pup

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