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

feel the movement of the RV as much. The

maps and discussing ridiculous

endlessly

leave them to it. Cora

watching movies, and napping

baby between us.

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

sister, reconnecting with her and with

that I’ve been missing from my life since that

broke through my window.

over?” I ask her in a quiet moment as the sun starts

sink to the horizon.

bother to ask me what I’m

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

we’re going to

we have them because the next challenge is always

to have to fight to make that peace in our

to

at my napping baby, trailing a little finger down his

dumb?” I ask quietly. ” Did we choose wrong? I mean – neither of

picked this…should

laughs, and I

her smiling and shaking her head

was a nanny – I was ready

single mom, to live

hand at me in dismissal. “That

were always going

side, “but…you were never

think it kind of makes sense that you ended

door for you to help thousands when

was always

say, considering what she’s saying.

right. That this was perhaps always the life I wanted,

that I wanted a

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

fated mate,” she says,

my eyes going wide.

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

“It feels really big. I don’t…know

that.”

a mating bond snap into place?” I

to me. “But Roger said it first, when

in that rainstorm – that day

motel.”

what happened that day, and she blushes a

eyes. But I lean forward eagerly, wanting to know. “What

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

you as my mate.

say, impressed, a little jealous. I have no hesitations about Sinclair

I know that what’s between us

mate. But still – it’s an experience I’ll

you ask him

says,

“Why not?”

the idea. I don’t want him to

say simply, scooching forward on the bed, ready to jump

she gasps, grabbing