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 as

studying maps and

they find endlessly fascinating for some weird boy

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

spend our time chatting, watching movies, and napping

baby between us.

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

sister,

my life since that terrible day when those

broke through my window.

all really over?” I ask her

sink to the horizon.

to ask me what I’m talking

me honestly. “I think…well, Ella, I

think we’re going to have to

next challenge is

to have to fight to make that peace in our lives,

to try to steal

at my napping baby, trailing a little finger

Did we choose wrong? I

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

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

shaking her head

I ask, sitting up straight, ” Cora, I was a nanny – I

single mom, to live

me in dismissal. “That was

always

the side, “but…you were never going

kind of makes sense that you ended up being such a good

for you to help

was

she’s saying.

That this was perhaps always the life I wanted, even if

that I

dropping lower. “I’m

isn’t my fated mate,” she

my eyes going wide. ” But

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

big. I

that.”

mating bond snap into place?” I

she says, turning back to me.

rainstorm – that day when we had

motel.”

what happened that day,

forward eagerly, wanting to know. “What

Cora replies, giving a little shrug. “But the

choose you as

jealous. I have no

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

fated mate. But still – it’s

ask him

she says, shrugging

“Why not?”

“I…like the idea. I don’t want

ask -” I say simply, scooching forward

she gasps, grabbing