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

front, studying maps and

mileage things. they find endlessly fascinating

them to it. Cora and I curl up

our time chatting, watching

baby between us.

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

laughing and talking with my sister,

I’ve been missing from my life since that

broke through my window.

you think it’s all really over?” I ask her in

sink to the horizon.

doesn’t bother to ask me what I’m

telling me honestly. “I

I think we’re going to

them because the next challenge is always coming.

to make that peace

going to try to steal it

down at my napping baby, trailing

we choose

We picked this…should we have chosen

want a simpler life,” Cora laughs, and I

her smiling and shaking her

up straight, ” Cora, I was

to live

she says, waving a hand at me in dismissal.

always. Yes, you were always going

her head to the side, “but…you were never

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

for you to help thousands when he is

that was always your

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

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

that I wanted a simple

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

fated

ask, my eyes going wide. ” But you’re a

frowning. “But… Ella, this

I don’t…know how to explain it

that.”

feel a mating bond snap into place?” I

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

that rainstorm – that day when

motel.”

grin at her, knowing what happened that

eagerly, wanting to know.

I was his mate,” Cora replies, giving a little shrug. “But the way he said

you as my mate. Just…that I

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

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

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

“did you ask him

she says,

“Why not?”

idea. I don’t want him to tell me

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

gasps, grabbing