Surrogate For Alpha Dom

Accidental Surrogate Chapter 386-The Long…Long Road

Ella

It takes me just a little over an hour to realize that…I hate road trips.

“Oh my god,” I murmur to Cora as the vibrations of the gigantic RV continue to

shake through us, making poor Rafe grumble uncomfortably. “Is it night yet?

Can we stop?”

“You’re being a baby, Ella,” my sister replies, looking up at me with a smirk,

jumping her red king over three of Roger’s black checkers and capturing them.

“It’s fun!”

“You’re only having fun because you’re kicking Roger’s ass for the third time at

that game,” I murmur, sighing as I glance out the window.

“Seriously,” Roger sighs, leaning back against the white leather of the

kitchenette’s booth. “You should quit that, Cora. For Ella’s sake – she’s trying to

enjoy herself.” He runs a frustrated hand through his hair, staring at the board.

“Yes,” Cora replies, laughing. “For Ella’s sake, I’ll go easy on you.”

“I just thought it would be prettier,” I sigh, looking out the window at the endless

highway miles. “Like, purple mountains majesty. Fruited plains. Etcetera.”

Instead, it’s just hour after hour of looking at cars, and asphalt, and the sad little

pine scrub that borders the highways.

“Maybe when we get further out,” Cora offers, hopeful. “Nah,” Roger replies,

making his next move on the checker’s board. “After the forest it’s all corn for

days.”

I groan, leaning my head back. “I hate corn.”

“No, you don’t,” Cora chides, instantly making her next move on the board and

capturing two more of Roger’s pieces. He gasps in protest and then slumps

back again.

“How are you doing this,” he murmurs, studying the board. “Are you a witch?”

“Maybe,” she says with a shrug.” Guess we have to ask mom.”

I smile at her then, bouncing my fussy baby in my arms. And I inhale a deep

breath, silently ordering myself to cheer up because even if I decidedly do not

like riding in the RV, I’m still excited to take this trip for my sister, to get her the

answers she so desperately wants.

Eventually Cora and I retire with the baby to the bedroom where Sinclair

of the RV as much. The

up front, studying maps and discussing ridiculous things like terrain

things. they find endlessly fascinating for some weird

Cora and I curl up

our time chatting, watching movies, and napping

baby between us.

up being a wonderful day in the

talking with my sister, reconnecting

missing from my life since that terrible day when those

broke through my window.

all really over?” I ask her in a quiet moment as the

sink to the horizon.

doesn’t bother to ask me what I’m talking about – she already knows.

me honestly. “I think…well,

to have to snatch at moments

because the next challenge is

fight to make

to try

down at my napping baby, trailing a little finger down his

ask quietly. ” Did we choose wrong? I mean – neither of

picked this…should we have chosen simpler

laughs, and I look up

and shaking her head at

sitting up straight, ” Cora, I was a nanny – I was ready to be

single mom, to live quietly alone

says, waving a hand at me in dismissal. “That was

always. Yes, you were always going

“but…you were never going to stop

makes sense that you ended up being such a good

you to help thousands

that was always your

say, considering what she’s saying. And I guess…well,

perhaps always the life I

that I

adds, her voice dropping lower. “I’m

my fated mate,” she

ask, my eyes going wide. ” But you’re

says, frowning. “But… Ella, this thing

I don’t…know how to explain

that.”

mating bond

back to me.

rainstorm – that day when we had to

motel.”

that day, and she blushes a little

lean forward eagerly, wanting to know. “What did

Cora replies, giving a little shrug. “But the way he said

you as my mate. Just…that I

jealous. I have

know that what’s between

– it’s an experience

“did you ask him about

she says, shrugging

“Why not?”

don’t want him to

I’ll go ask -” I say simply, scooching forward

she gasps, grabbing