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 much. The boys

up front, studying maps and discussing ridiculous things like terrain

mileage things. they find endlessly

to it. Cora and I curl up in the incredibly

spend our time chatting, watching movies, and napping lightly

baby between us.

a wonderful day in the

sister, reconnecting with her and

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

sink to the horizon.

bother to ask me what I’m talking about – she already knows.

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

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

we have them because the next challenge is always coming.

to make

going to try to

at my napping baby, trailing a little

quietly. ” Did we choose

our fated mates. We picked

a simpler life,” Cora laughs, and I look

shaking her

was a nanny

to live

a hand at me in dismissal. “That was just the start

always. Yes, you were always going to be

side, “but…you were never going

makes sense that you ended up being

to help thousands when he is king,

that was always your

considering what she’s saying. And

right. That this was perhaps always the life I

that I wanted a simple

she adds, her voice dropping lower. “I’m

fated mate,” she

eyes going wide.

says, frowning. “But… Ella,

big. I don’t…know how

that.”

you feel a mating bond snap into place?” I ask,

know,” she says, turning back to me. “But Roger

that day when we had to

motel.”

at her, knowing what happened that day,

forward eagerly, wanting to

a little shrug. “But

choose you as my

jealous. I have

and I know that what’s between us is far beyond anything

still – it’s an experience I’ll never have. “Well,”

you ask him

she says,

“Why not?”

don’t want him to tell

-” I say simply, scooching forward on the bed, ready to

she gasps,