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 boys

studying maps and discussing ridiculous things like

things. they find endlessly fascinating for some weird boy

I shrug and leave them to it. Cora and I

our time chatting, watching

baby between us.

in the little sun-soaked room at the

talking with my sister, reconnecting with her and with

my life since that terrible

broke through my window.

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

sink to the horizon.

what I’m

telling me honestly. “I think…well, Ella,

big lives. I think we’re going to have to snatch at moments of

them because the next challenge

to fight to make

to try to steal it

at my napping baby, trailing a little finger

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

picked this…should we

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

her smiling and shaking

I ask, sitting up straight, ” Cora, I was

to live

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

Yes, you were always going to be a mom,”

head to the side, “but…you were

I think it kind of makes sense that you ended up being such a

door for you to help

that was always your

saying. And I guess…well, I guess I

always the life I wanted, even

I wanted

dropping

fated

wide. ”

“But… Ella, this thing between

I don’t…know

that.”

mating bond snap into

says, turning back to me. “But Roger said it

out in that rainstorm – that day when we had to stop

motel.”

that day, and she blushes a little

lean forward eagerly, wanting

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

I choose you as

little jealous. I have no

I know that what’s between us

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

ask him

says, shrugging

“Why not?”

I don’t want him

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

she gasps, grabbing my