She Is My Alpha

"Ah!" I shout out in pain, unable to hold it in any longer. I clutch my hand to my injured leg and desperately cry out when another blow is landed to my other leg.
Tears of pain gather in the corners of my eyes, and I curl into a ball of humiliation, trying to shield myself from the bullies.
"You worthless piece of shit," Chance says menacingly, his muddy brown eyes set in a hard glare aimed at me.
I flinch when I see Chance pulling back his fist, raising my arms in defense. But to my utter surprise, the blow never comes.
Instead, a sickening 'crunch' resonates through the hallway, surprising me. I tentatively open my eyes once again, cautiously peeking from behind raised arms. What- or more correctly who I see takes my breath away, every fiber of my being stirring at the incandescent sight.
There, standing there like an avenging angel over the groaning body of Chance on the floor is a girl.