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 the RV as much.

front, studying maps and

find endlessly fascinating for some weird

it. Cora and I curl up

chatting, watching movies, and napping lightly

baby between us.

up being a wonderful day in the little sun-soaked

and talking with my sister, reconnecting

that I’ve been missing from my life since that terrible day when those

broke through my window.

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

sink to the horizon.

to ask me what I’m talking about

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

lives. I think we’re going to

because the next challenge is always coming.

going to have to fight to make that

to try to steal it

baby, trailing a little finger down

” Did we choose wrong? I mean – neither

picked this…should we

and I look up at her in

smiling and shaking her head at

I was a nanny – I was ready to

single mom, to live

she says, waving a hand at me

Ella, always. Yes, you were always going to be a mom,”

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

makes sense that

door for you to help thousands

was

say, considering what she’s saying. And I

That this was perhaps always the

I

she adds, her voice dropping

my fated mate,” she

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

Ella, this thing between us,”

feels really big. I don’t…know how

that.”

a mating bond snap into

turning back to me. “But Roger

out in that rainstorm – that day when we had to stop

motel.”

what happened that day, and she

I lean forward eagerly, wanting to know. “What did

I was his mate,” Cora replies, giving a little shrug. “But the way he said

definitive. Not I choose you

jealous. I have no hesitations about Sinclair

what’s between us is far beyond anything

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

ask him

she says, shrugging

“Why not?”

don’t want him

I say simply, scooching

she gasps,