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

I might not feel the movement of the RV

front, studying maps and discussing ridiculous

they find endlessly fascinating for some weird

I shrug and leave them to it. Cora and I curl up in

chatting, watching movies, and napping lightly with

baby between us.

the little sun-soaked room

talking with my sister, reconnecting with her

missing from my life

broke through my window.

it’s all really over?” I ask her in a quiet

sink to the horizon.

doesn’t bother to ask me what I’m talking about –

telling me honestly. “I think…well,

going to have to snatch at moments of

the next challenge is always coming.

to fight to make that peace in our lives,

is always going to try

napping baby, trailing a little finger down his

ask quietly. ” Did we choose wrong? I mean –

picked this…should we have

and I look up at her

smiling and shaking her

I was a nanny – I was

live

hand at me in dismissal.

Ella, always. Yes, you were always going to be

head to the side, “but…you were never going

it kind of makes sense that

door for you to

was always your

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

always the

sometimes that I wanted a simple

her voice dropping lower. “I’m

my fated

wide. ” But you’re a

Ella,

I don’t…know how to explain it

that.”

mating bond snap

back to me. “But

that day when we had

motel.”

grin at her, knowing what happened that day,

eyes. But I lean forward eagerly, wanting to know. “What did he

replies, giving a little shrug. “But

I choose you as my mate. Just…that I

I say, impressed, a little jealous. I have no hesitations about Sinclair

chosen mate, and I know that what’s between us is far beyond anything

with his own fated mate. But still – it’s an experience I’ll

ask him about

says, shrugging

“Why not?”

sighs. “I…like the idea. I don’t want him to tell me that I’m

say simply, scooching forward on

she gasps,