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

might not feel the movement of the RV as much. The boys

maps and discussing ridiculous

they find endlessly

leave them to it. Cora and I curl

our time chatting, watching

baby between us.

the

with my sister, reconnecting with her

that I’ve been missing from my life since that

broke through my window.

all really over?” I ask her in a quiet

sink to the horizon.

to ask me what I’m talking

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

we’re going to have to

them because the next challenge is always

to have to fight to

to try to

my napping baby, trailing a

I ask quietly. ” Did we choose wrong? I

fated mates. We picked this…should we have chosen

life,” Cora laughs, and I look up at her in

and shaking her head

Cora, I was

mom, to live quietly alone with

says, waving a hand at me in dismissal.

Yes, you were always going

side, “but…you were never going to

of makes sense that you ended up being such a

you to help thousands when he is king, and

was

I say, considering what she’s saying.

That this was perhaps always the life I wanted,

I wanted a simple

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

isn’t my fated mate,” she says,

ask, my eyes going wide. ”

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

feels really big. I don’t…know how to explain it

that.”

a mating bond snap into place?” I

says, turning back to me. “But Roger said it first,

day when we had to stop at

motel.”

grin at her, knowing what happened that day, and she blushes a little

forward eagerly,

Cora replies, giving a little shrug.

choose you as my

jealous. I

chosen mate, and I know that what’s between us

still – it’s an experience I’ll never have. “Well,”

ask

she says, shrugging

“Why not?”

don’t want him

say simply, scooching forward on the

she gasps,