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.

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

to be wanted or unconditionally loved, and the only thing that keeps us going is the hope that

“Ella no.

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

anything.”I vow. I’d like to see any grown up try to take me away

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 of our peers under my wing, but it’s not as if I can just stand by and let them be mistreated, or leave

is an outcast.” I remind her. “Why else do you think the big kids are so mean. They’re mad that no one ever picked them and

let them off them hook?” She asks, arching a

remind them that we’re in this together.”

in a pearly grin. “And if they don’t

I’ll kick them in the pants.” I sniff, turning on

a bad idea this is. I don’t listen, determined to defend her no matter

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

they see I’m the one who spoke. The ringleader rises to

account for brains.” I bite back. “You shouldn’t be mean to Cora just cuz

isn’t fair and

looming over my small body

me, both of his hands slamming into

and fearless. I snarl and pounce, scrabbling up the older boy’s body and attacking him tooth and nail, He screams and flails his arms. “What – hey!

me, but I dig my nails into his flesh, biting and scratching with all

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

that?” Sinclair asks, the corners of his

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

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