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

feel the movement of the RV as much. The boys

front, studying maps and discussing ridiculous things

things. they find endlessly fascinating for some weird

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

time chatting, watching movies, and

baby between us.

a wonderful day in the little sun-soaked room

and talking with my sister,

I’ve been missing from my life since that terrible day

broke through my window.

ask her in a quiet moment as the

sink to the horizon.

to ask me what I’m talking about

honestly. “I think…well, Ella,

think we’re going to have

next challenge is always coming. And

to make that peace in our

to try to

my napping baby, trailing

quietly. ” Did we choose wrong? I

our fated mates. We picked this…should we

life,” Cora laughs, and I look up at her

smiling and shaking her head at

straight, ” Cora, I was a

live quietly alone

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

you were always going to be

to the side, “but…you were never going

think it kind of makes sense that you ended up being

a door for you to help thousands when

that was always

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

That this was perhaps always the life I wanted,

sometimes that I wanted a simple

voice dropping lower. “I’m actually…I’m not sure

fated mate,” she says,

my eyes going wide. ”

“But… Ella,

“It feels really big. I

that.”

bond snap

back to

that day when

motel.”

her, knowing what happened that day, and she blushes a little and

lean forward eagerly, wanting

was his mate,” Cora replies, giving a little

I choose you as my mate.

impressed, a little jealous. I have

chosen mate, and I know that what’s between

with his own fated mate. But still – it’s an experience I’ll never have.

ask

she says, shrugging

“Why not?”

“I…like the idea. I don’t want him to

ask -” I say simply, scooching forward

gasps, grabbing