Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

Chapter 111

Accidental Surrogate for Alpha by Caroline Above Story 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 answer, tilting my chin up defiantly. “We don’t have to be

at the ground, her shoulders slumped in defeat. “They called me

thing that keeps us going is the hope that we might get parents one day. As far as I’m concerned, targeting my sister’s biggest

it is. Parents only ever want

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

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

think the big kids are so mean. They’re mad that no one ever picked them and they

mean you’re going to let them off

just gonna remind them that we’re in this

pearly grin. “And if they don’t

kick 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 this is. I don’t listen, determined to defend her

someone your

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

is if you account for brains.” I bite back. “You shouldn’t be mean

stalks forward, looming over my small body with malicious intent. “A scrawny little thing like you? You’re even more useless than she is.” He reaches out and shoves me, both of

snarl and pounce, scrabbling up the older boy’s body and attacking him tooth and nail. He screams and

my behavior had

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

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

made your own pack.” Sinclair observes, ma*saging 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

sure I wouldn’t have been any match for a pup that

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