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

not feel the movement of

and discussing ridiculous

mileage things. they find endlessly fascinating for some weird boy

and leave them to it. Cora and I curl up

chatting, watching movies, and napping lightly with

baby between us.

day in the little sun-soaked room

with my sister, reconnecting

been missing from my life since that terrible day when those

broke through my window.

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

sink to the horizon.

I’m talking about –

me honestly. “I think…well, Ella, I think we picked

going to have

we have them because the next challenge is always

going to have to fight to make

always going to

napping baby, trailing a little finger down his

Did we choose wrong? I mean –

mates. We picked this…should we have

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

her smiling and shaking her

Cora, I was a nanny – I was ready

to live quietly

says, waving a hand at me in

you were always going to be

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

it kind of makes sense that you ended

Dominic. He opens a door for you to help

was

she’s saying. And I

right. That this was perhaps always the life I wanted, even if I

sometimes that I wanted

also,” she adds, her voice dropping lower. “I’m actually…I’m not

isn’t my fated

ask, my eyes going wide. ” But

know,” she says, frowning. “But… Ella, this

her head. “It feels really big. I

that.”

bond

back to me. “But

rainstorm – that day when we had to stop at the

motel.”

that day, and she blushes a little and

But I lean forward eagerly, wanting to

Cora replies, giving a little shrug. “But

choose you as my mate. Just…that I

a little jealous. I have no hesitations

and I know that what’s between us is far beyond

But still – it’s an experience I’ll never have. “Well,”

“did you ask him

says, shrugging

“Why not?”

I don’t want him to tell me

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

she gasps,