Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

Chapter 111

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?”

Cora’s voice is so low I almost can’t hear her speak.

worthless gutter rat and

unconditionally loved, and the only thing that keeps us going is the hope that

“Ella no.

We’re getting old now, and you know how it is. Parents only ever want the babies.

for anything.”I vow. I’d like to see any grown

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 by and

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

you’re going to let them off them hook?”

that we’re in this together.” I answer reasonably,

flash in a pearly grin. “And

turning on my heels to march up to

trails along behind me, whispering anxiously about what a bad idea this is. I don’t listen, determined to defend her

you, didn’t anyone ever teach you to pick on someone your own size?” I

when they see I’m the one who spoke. The ringleader rises to his feet,

for brains.” I bite back. “You shouldn’t be

and she

small body with malicious intent.

both of his

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

Hands grab for me, but I dig my

how strange my behavior had been that day. Normal human

did that?” Sinclair asks, the corners

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 were all loyal to

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