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

the movement of the

studying maps and discussing ridiculous things like terrain

they find endlessly

Cora

spend our time chatting, watching movies, and napping lightly with

baby between us.

day in the little sun-soaked room at

and talking with my sister,

I’ve been missing from my life since that

broke through my window.

all really over?” I ask her

sink to the horizon.

me what I’m talking about – she

sighs, telling me honestly. “I

big lives. I think we’re going to have to

next challenge

to make that peace in

always going to try to steal

at my napping baby, trailing a little finger down his

ask quietly. ” Did we

fated mates. We picked this…should we

life,” Cora laughs, and

smiling and shaking her head

up straight, ” Cora, I was

single mom, to live

waving a hand at me

were always going to be a mom,” she

head to the side, “but…you were never

think it kind of makes sense that you ended up being

for you to help

that was always your

saying. And I guess…well, I

the

I wanted a simple

she adds, her voice dropping lower. “I’m

fated mate,”

ask, my eyes going wide. ” But you’re

frowning. “But… Ella, this

head. “It feels really big. I don’t…know

that.”

you feel a mating bond snap

back to me. “But Roger

rainstorm – that day when we had to stop at

motel.”

what happened that day, and she blushes a little

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

his mate,” Cora replies, giving a little shrug. “But the way

definitive. Not I choose you as my mate. Just…that

impressed, a little jealous. I have no

know that what’s between us is far

But still – it’s an

ask

she says,

“Why not?”

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

go ask -” I say simply, scooching forward on the bed, ready to

gasps, grabbing