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

I might not feel the movement of the RV as

maps and discussing

endlessly fascinating for some

Cora and

spend our time chatting, watching movies,

baby between us.

ends up being a wonderful day in the little sun-soaked room

talking with my sister, reconnecting with her and

missing from my life since that

broke through my window.

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

sink to the horizon.

to ask me what I’m talking about –

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

big lives. I think we’re going to have to snatch at

because the next challenge is always coming. And

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

going to try

at my napping baby, trailing a little finger down

we choose wrong? I mean – neither

We picked this…should we

Cora laughs, and I look up at her in

her smiling and shaking her head

ask, sitting up straight, ” Cora, I was

single mom, to live

she says, waving a hand at me in dismissal. “That

always going to be a mom,” she

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

it kind of makes sense that

Dominic. He opens a door for you to help thousands when

was

what she’s saying. And

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

sometimes that I

dropping lower. “I’m

isn’t my fated

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

frowning. “But… Ella, this

“It feels really big. I

that.”

a mating bond snap into

turning back to me.

in that rainstorm – that day when

motel.”

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

lean forward eagerly, wanting to know. “What did

a

you as my mate. Just…that I

a little jealous. I have no hesitations about Sinclair

that what’s between us is far

But still – it’s an

you ask him

she says, shrugging

“Why not?”

she sighs. “I…like the idea. I don’t want him to tell me that

simply, scooching forward on the bed, ready to jump

gasps,