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 all

front, studying maps and discussing ridiculous things like terrain

endlessly fascinating for some weird

to it. Cora and I curl up in the incredibly

and spend our time chatting, watching

baby between us.

being a wonderful day in the little sun-soaked room at the back of

sister, reconnecting

from my life

broke through my window.

it’s all really over?” I ask her in

sink to the horizon.

what I’m

me honestly. “I think…well,

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

next challenge is

to fight to make that peace in

going to try

at my napping baby, trailing a

I ask quietly. ” Did we

We picked

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

and shaking her

ask, sitting up straight, ” Cora, I was a nanny – I was

mom, to live quietly

waving a hand at me in dismissal. “That was just the start

Yes, you were always going to be

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

I think it kind of makes sense that you

to help thousands

that was always

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

was perhaps always the life I wanted, even if I

I wanted a

also,” she adds, her voice dropping

my fated mate,” she

ask, my eyes going wide. ” But you’re

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

“It feels really big. I

that.”

bond snap into place?”

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

that day when we had to stop at

motel.”

what happened that day, and she

lean forward eagerly, wanting to know.

replies, giving a little

Not I choose you as my mate. Just…that

jealous. I

mate, and I know that what’s between

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

ask him

says, shrugging

“Why not?”

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

simply, scooching forward

she gasps, grabbing my