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

studying maps and discussing ridiculous things like

mileage things. they find endlessly fascinating for

it. Cora and I curl

spend our time chatting, watching movies, and napping

baby between us.

day in the little sun-soaked room

sister,

missing from my life since that terrible

broke through my window.

I ask her in a quiet

sink to the horizon.

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

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

lives. I think we’re going to have to

the next challenge is

fight to make that peace in

always going to

down at my napping baby, trailing a little finger down

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

our fated mates. We picked this…should we

and I look up at

her smiling and shaking her head

straight, ” Cora, I was a

to live quietly alone with my

at me in dismissal. “That was just the

story, Ella, always. Yes, you were always going to be a

to the side, “but…you were

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

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

that was always your

what she’s saying. And I guess…well,

always the life I wanted,

sometimes that I wanted

adds, her voice dropping lower.

fated mate,”

wide.

says, frowning. “But… Ella, this thing

big. I don’t…know how

that.”

mating bond snap into place?” I

don’t know,” she says, turning back to me. “But Roger said it

that day when

motel.”

what happened that day, and she

I lean forward eagerly, wanting to

a

you as my mate.

impressed, a little jealous. I have no

I know that what’s between us is far

fated mate. But still – it’s an experience I’ll

you ask

she says, shrugging

“Why not?”

sighs. “I…like the idea. I don’t want him to tell

ask -” I say simply, scooching forward on the

she gasps,