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

front, studying maps and discussing ridiculous things like

things. they find endlessly fascinating for some weird

shrug and leave them to it. Cora and I curl up in

our time chatting, watching movies, and napping lightly with

baby between us.

a wonderful day in the little sun-soaked room at the

with my sister, reconnecting

that I’ve been missing from my life since that

broke through my window.

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

sink to the horizon.

doesn’t bother to ask me what I’m talking about – she

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

think we’re going to have

the next challenge is

going to have to fight to make that peace in our

to try

my napping baby, trailing a

” Did we choose wrong? I mean – neither of

fated mates. We picked this…should

life,” Cora laughs, and I look

shaking

I was a nanny – I was ready to

live quietly alone with my

at me in dismissal. “That was

story, Ella, always. Yes, you were always going

to the side, “but…you were never

think it kind of makes sense that you

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

was always

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

perhaps always the life I wanted, even

I wanted a

voice dropping

fated mate,” she

I ask, my eyes going wide. ” But

she says, frowning. “But… Ella, this

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

that.”

feel a mating bond snap into

she says, turning back to me.

day when we had

motel.”

what happened that day, and

forward eagerly, wanting to know. “What

giving a little shrug. “But the

you as my

impressed, a little jealous.

that what’s between us is

still – it’s an experience

ask him

she says,

“Why not?”

sighs. “I…like the idea. I don’t

simply, scooching forward on the bed, ready

she gasps,