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 the RV as much. The boys

and discussing ridiculous

endlessly fascinating for some weird

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

time chatting, watching movies, and napping lightly

baby between us.

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

laughing and talking with my sister,

from my life since that

broke through my window.

it’s all really over?” I ask her in a quiet moment as the sun starts

sink to the horizon.

what I’m talking about – she

honestly. “I think…well, Ella,

going to have to

have them because the next challenge

to make that peace

going to try to

at my napping baby, trailing

quietly. ” Did we choose

our fated mates. We picked this…should

simpler life,” Cora laughs, and I look

and shaking her

up straight, ” Cora, I was a nanny – I

live

at me in dismissal. “That

were always going to be a

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

think it kind of makes sense that you ended

Dominic. He opens a door for you to help thousands

was always your

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

the life I wanted, even if I

I wanted

voice dropping lower. “I’m

fated

ask, my eyes going wide.

Ella, this

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

that.”

you feel a mating bond snap into place?”

turning back to me. “But Roger said

out in that rainstorm – that day when we had to stop at the

motel.”

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

lean forward eagerly, wanting to

replies, giving a

definitive. Not I choose you as my

a little jealous. I have no hesitations about

I know that what’s between

mate. But still – it’s an

you ask him

says, shrugging

“Why not?”

don’t want

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

she gasps, grabbing my