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

not feel the movement of the RV

and discussing ridiculous

find endlessly fascinating for

to it. Cora and I curl up in the incredibly

spend our time chatting, watching movies, and napping

baby between us.

ends up being a wonderful day in the little

my sister, reconnecting

life since that terrible day when those

broke through my window.

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

sink to the horizon.

to ask me what I’m talking about – she

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

I think we’re going to

because the next challenge is

have to fight to make that peace in our lives,

always going to try

at my napping baby, trailing a little finger down

we

picked this…should we have chosen

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

and shaking

I was a nanny – I was

live

waving a hand at me in dismissal. “That

Ella, always. Yes, you were always

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

I think it kind of makes sense that you ended up

door for you to help thousands when he is king, and

that was always

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

the life I

that I wanted

adds, her voice dropping lower. “I’m actually…I’m not

my fated mate,”

eyes going wide. ” But you’re

Ella,

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

that.”

mating bond

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

that rainstorm – that day

motel.”

her, knowing what happened that day, and she

But I lean forward eagerly,

mate,” Cora replies, giving a little shrug. “But the way

I choose you as my mate. Just…that I

a little jealous.

and I know that what’s between us

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

you ask him about

says,

“Why not?”

idea. I don’t want him to

ask -” I say simply, scooching forward on the bed, ready to jump

she gasps,