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

the movement of the RV

up front, studying maps and discussing ridiculous

they find endlessly fascinating for some weird

it. Cora and I curl up in the incredibly

chatting, watching

baby between us.

wonderful day in the little sun-soaked room at the back of

sister,

I’ve been missing from my life since that

broke through my window.

all really over?” I ask her in

sink to the horizon.

me what I’m talking

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

going to have

we have them because the next challenge is

going to have to fight to make that peace in our

always going to try to steal it

my napping baby,

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

fated mates. We picked this…should we have chosen

don’t want a simpler life,” Cora laughs, and

and shaking

Cora, I was a nanny

live

hand at me in dismissal.

story, Ella, always. Yes, you were always

the side, “but…you

think it kind of makes sense that

you to help thousands when he is

that was always your

say, considering what she’s saying. And I guess…well,

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

that I

her voice dropping lower. “I’m actually…I’m not

isn’t my fated mate,”

wide.

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

really big. I don’t…know how to explain it

that.”

you feel a mating bond

to me. “But

out in that rainstorm – that day when

motel.”

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

forward eagerly, wanting to

mate,” Cora replies, giving a little shrug. “But the way he

Not I choose you as my

little jealous.

know that what’s between us

– it’s an experience I’ll

ask him

she says, shrugging

“Why not?”

I don’t want him

I’ll go ask -” I say simply, scooching forward on the bed, ready to

she gasps, grabbing