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

maps and discussing ridiculous things

endlessly fascinating for some

it. Cora and I curl up in the

time chatting, watching movies,

baby between us.

the little sun-soaked room at the back

sister, reconnecting

been missing from my life since that terrible

broke through my window.

it’s all really over?” I ask her in a quiet moment as the sun

sink to the horizon.

me what I’m talking about – she

telling me honestly. “I

I think we’re going to have to

them because the next challenge is always coming.

going to have to fight to make

is always going to try to steal it

baby, trailing a

we dumb?” I ask quietly. ” Did we choose

our fated mates. We picked this…should we have chosen

and I look up at her

her smiling and shaking her head at

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

single mom, to live

at me in dismissal. “That was

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

“but…you were never going to

kind of makes sense that you ended up being such a

you to

was

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

That this was perhaps always the

that I wanted a simple

dropping lower. “I’m actually…I’m

fated mate,”

wide. ” But

says, frowning. “But… Ella, this thing between us,”

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

that.”

bond snap

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

day when

motel.”

knowing what happened that day, and she blushes a

I lean forward eagerly, wanting to

replies, giving a little shrug. “But the way he said

I choose you as my mate. Just…that

impressed, a little jealous.

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

still – it’s an experience I’ll never have.

you ask him

she says,

“Why not?”

the idea. I don’t want him

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

she gasps,