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

studying maps and discussing ridiculous

things. they find endlessly

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

spend our time chatting, watching movies, and napping

baby between us.

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

talking with my sister, reconnecting

from my life

broke through my window.

her in a quiet moment as the

sink to the horizon.

doesn’t bother to ask me what I’m talking about – she

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

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

we have them because the next

to

going to try to steal

at my napping baby, trailing a little finger

” Did we choose wrong? I mean – neither

fated mates. We picked this…should we have chosen

simpler life,” Cora laughs, and I

and shaking her head

sitting up straight, ” Cora, I was

mom, to live quietly alone with my

at me in dismissal. “That was

Ella, always. Yes, you were always going to be

side, “but…you were never going

makes sense that you ended up being such a

door for you to help

that was

what she’s saying. And I guess…well,

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

sometimes that I

adds, her voice dropping lower.

fated mate,”

ask, my eyes going wide. ” But you’re

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

“It feels really big. I don’t…know how to explain

that.”

feel a mating bond snap into place?” I

don’t know,” she says, turning back to

day when we had to stop at

motel.”

grin at her, knowing what happened that

lean forward eagerly, wanting to know. “What did

Cora replies, giving a little shrug. “But the

I choose you as my

little jealous.

I know that what’s between us is far

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

you ask him about

says,

“Why not?”

don’t want him to tell me that

I’ll go ask -” I say simply, scooching forward

she gasps,