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

of the RV as much.

front, studying maps and discussing ridiculous

find endlessly fascinating for some weird

leave them to it. Cora and I curl

time chatting, watching movies,

baby between us.

the little sun-soaked room at the back

talking with my sister, reconnecting with her

I’ve been missing from my life since that terrible day when those

broke through my window.

over?” I ask her

sink to the horizon.

me what I’m talking about

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

big lives. I think we’re going to have

we have them because the next challenge

to make that peace in

always going to try to steal it

baby, trailing a little

I ask quietly. ” Did we choose wrong?

We picked this…should we

don’t want a simpler life,” Cora laughs, and I look up at her in

shaking

straight, ” Cora, I was a nanny – I was ready to

to live quietly alone

hand at me

always going to be a mom,”

the side, “but…you were

I think it kind of makes sense that you ended up being such

you to help thousands when he

that was always your

saying. And I guess…well, I

the

sometimes that I wanted a simple

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

isn’t my fated

ask, my eyes going wide. ”

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

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

that.”

bond snap

to me. “But Roger said it first,

that day when

motel.”

grin at her, knowing what happened that day, and

forward eagerly, wanting to know.

I was his mate,” Cora replies, giving a

choose you as my

I say, impressed, a little jealous.

what’s between us

own fated mate. But still – it’s an experience I’ll never have.

ask him

says, shrugging

“Why not?”

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

go ask -” I say simply, scooching forward on the bed,

she gasps, grabbing