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

up front, studying maps and discussing ridiculous things like

they find endlessly fascinating for some

it. Cora and I curl up

our time chatting, watching

baby between us.

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

sister, reconnecting with

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

broke through my window.

it’s all really over?” I ask her in a

sink to the horizon.

to ask me what I’m talking about

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

think we’re going to have to snatch at

them because the next challenge is always coming. And

have to fight to make that peace

going to try to steal

at my napping baby, trailing a

we

our fated mates. We picked this…should we have chosen simpler

a simpler life,” Cora laughs, and I look up at

shaking her head at

I was a nanny –

to live quietly alone

at me in dismissal. “That

always. Yes, you were always going to be a

“but…you

makes sense that you ended up

a door for you to

that was

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

the life I wanted, even if I

that I wanted

also,” she adds, her voice dropping lower. “I’m actually…I’m

fated

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

she says, frowning. “But… Ella, this thing

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

that.”

you feel a mating bond snap

back to me. “But Roger said it

in that rainstorm – that day when we had to stop

motel.”

her, knowing what happened that

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

a little shrug. “But

you as my

impressed, a little jealous. I have no hesitations

know that what’s between us is

still –

“did you ask him about

she says,

“Why not?”

don’t

I say simply, scooching forward on the

gasps, grabbing