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

movement of the

up front, studying maps and discussing

endlessly fascinating for some

them to it. Cora and I

time chatting, watching movies, and napping lightly with

baby between us.

up being a wonderful day in the little sun-soaked room

with my sister, reconnecting with her

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

broke through my window.

you think it’s all really over?” I ask her in

sink to the horizon.

I’m talking about – she already

“I think…well, Ella,

to have

because the next

to fight to make that

is always going to

sigh, looking down at my napping baby, trailing

we choose

fated mates. We picked this…should we have chosen

don’t want a simpler life,” Cora laughs, and I look up at her in surprise

smiling and shaking her head at

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

mom, to live quietly

says, waving a hand at me

Ella, always. Yes, you were always

“but…you were never going

kind of makes sense that

He opens a door for you to help thousands when he is

that was always your

saying. And

was perhaps always the life I wanted,

that I wanted

also,” she adds, her voice dropping lower. “I’m actually…I’m

fated mate,”

eyes going wide. ” But you’re

she says, frowning. “But… Ella, this

her head. “It feels really big. I don’t…know how to explain it

that.”

mating bond snap into place?” I

don’t know,” she says, turning back to

– that day when we had to stop at the

motel.”

happened that day, and she blushes a little and

I lean forward eagerly,

replies, giving a little shrug.

choose you

jealous. I

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

still – it’s an experience I’ll

ask

she says,

“Why not?”

the idea. I don’t want

simply, scooching forward

she gasps, grabbing