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?”

in defeat. “They called me a worthless gutter rat and said no one would ever adopt me cuz

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

“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

parents just as badly as you do, but I’m not gonna leave you for anything.” I vow. I’d

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

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 have a

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

that we’re in this

in a pearly grin.

them in the pants.” I sniff, turning on my heels to march up to the bullies in question. Cora trails along behind me, whispering anxiously about what a bad idea

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

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

shouldn’t be mean to Cora just cuz you’re unhappy. That isn’t fair and she doesn’t

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

screams and flails his arms. “What – hey!

how strange my behavior had been that day. Normal human girls

did that?” Sinclair asks, the corners of his mouth quirking

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

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

muse aloud. “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 that wasn’t dormant, but the human

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