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.

ground, her shoulders slumped in defeat. “They called me a worthless gutter rat and

us going is the hope that we might get parents one day. As far

“Ella no.

it is. Parents only ever want the babies. I

not gonna leave you for anything.”I vow. I’d like to see any grown up try to take me away from the orphanage without her.

Cora offers me a hesitant smile.”You adopt 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

They’re mad that no one ever picked them

going to let them off them

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

in a pearly

them in the pants.” I sniff, turning on

bad idea this is. I don’t listen,

on someone your

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

for brains.” I bite back. “You

isn’t fair and

gonna do about it, brat?” He stalks forward, looming over my small body with malicious intent. “A scrawny little thing like you?

shoves me, both of his

rising up inside me, something powerful and fearless. I snarl and pounce, scrabbling up the older boy’s

me, but I dig my

I realize how strange my behavior had been that day. Normal human girls don’t act like that –

Sinclair asks, the corners of his

scrappy enough to take on the big kids. When it was over I tended his wounds, and

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