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?”

her shoulders slumped in

know what it’s like to be wanted or unconditionally loved, and the only thing that keeps us going is the hope

and you know how it is. Parents only ever want the babies. I mean you might

not gonna leave you for anything.” I vow. I’d like to see any grown up try to take me away

to me. I do have a way of taking the most skittish and rejected of our peers under my wing, but it’s

“Why else do you think the big kids are so mean. They’re mad that no

going to let them off the hook?” She asks,

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

pearly grin. “And if they don’t

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

someone your own size?” I

older children turn around, then laugh when they see I’m the one who spoke. The ringleader rises to his feet,

mean

body with malicious intent. “A scrawny little thing

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

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

Sinclair asks, the corners

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

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 the other children in the

mean I’m sure I wouldn’t have been any match for a pup that wasn’t dormant, but the human kids still weren’t as strong. I never

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