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

up front, studying maps and discussing ridiculous things like

mileage things. they find endlessly

and leave them to it. Cora and I curl up

time chatting, watching

baby between us.

in the little sun-soaked room at the back

laughing and talking with my sister, reconnecting with

from my life since that

broke through my window.

I ask her in a quiet moment as the

sink to the horizon.

to ask me what I’m talking about – she already

she sighs, telling me honestly. “I think…well, Ella, I think we

think we’re going to have to snatch

we have them because the next challenge is

going to have to fight to

to try to steal

looking down at my napping baby, trailing

” Did we choose wrong? I

mates. We picked this…should we have chosen

want a simpler life,” Cora laughs, and I look up at her in surprise

smiling and shaking her head

Cora, I was a

mom, to live quietly

me in dismissal. “That

story, Ella, always. Yes, you were always going

the side, “but…you were

makes sense that you ended up being

a door for you to help thousands when he is king,

that was

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

the life I wanted, even if I

that I

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

my fated mate,” she

my eyes going wide. ” But you’re a human

“But… Ella,

big. I

that.”

a mating bond snap into place?”

back to me. “But Roger said it

that day when we

motel.”

what happened that day, and

lean forward eagerly, wanting to know. “What

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

I choose you as my mate.

little jealous. I have no hesitations

what’s between us is far

own fated mate. But still – it’s an

“did you ask him

says, shrugging

“Why not?”

she sighs. “I…like the idea. I don’t

simply, scooching forward on

she gasps, grabbing my