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?”

She stares at the ground, her shoulders slumped in

fury boils up inside of 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. As far as I’m concerned, targeting my sister’s biggest sensitivity deserves a serious punishment. “I’ll kill them.” I seethe, my tiny hands closing

have a point. We’re getting old now, and you know how it is.

vow. I’d like to see any grown up

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 my wing, but it’s not as if I can just stand

so mean. They’re mad that no one ever picked them and they take it out on us cuz they think we might still

you’re going to let them off

them that we’re in

teeth flash in a pearly

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

teach you to pick on someone your own size?” I call

around, then laugh when they see I’m the one who spoke. The ringleader

bite back. “You shouldn’t be mean to Cora just cuz you’re unhappy. That isn’t fair and

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

up the older boy’s body and attacking him tooth and nail. He screams and flails his arms. “What – hey! Get her

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

asks, the corners of his mouth

by being scrappy enough to take on the big kids. When it was over

own pack.” Sinclair observes, massaging my tense shoulders. His words sink into my mind slowly, but I gradually recognize the truth in them – not only the wolfish group I formed, but the fact I was able to wrangle

able to beat him because I’m a wolf… I mean I’m sure I wouldn’t have been any match for a pup that wasn’t dormant, but the human

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