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 as much. The

and discussing

they find endlessly fascinating for some weird boy

shrug and leave them to it. Cora and I curl up in the

time chatting, watching

baby between us.

a wonderful day in the little sun-soaked room

and talking with my sister, reconnecting with her and with

from my life since that terrible day when

broke through my window.

ask her in a quiet moment

sink to the horizon.

ask me what I’m talking about –

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

I think we’re going to have to

next challenge is always coming.

have to fight to make that peace in our lives,

always going to

at my napping baby, trailing

I ask quietly. ” Did we choose wrong? I

We picked this…should we

life,” Cora laughs, and I look up at her in

and shaking her head at

” Cora, I was

single mom, to live quietly alone with my

says, waving a hand at me in dismissal. “That was just

story, Ella, always. Yes, you were always

the side, “but…you were never going to

kind of makes sense that you ended up being

Dominic. He opens a door for you to help thousands when

that was always your

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

the life I wanted, even

I

dropping lower. “I’m actually…I’m not

fated

eyes going wide. ” But you’re

Ella, this thing between us,”

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

that.”

you feel a mating bond

to me. “But Roger said it

in that rainstorm – that day

motel.”

happened that day,

forward eagerly, wanting to

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

Not I choose you as

little jealous. I have no hesitations

that what’s between us is far beyond

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

ask

she says, shrugging

“Why not?”

“I…like the idea. I don’t want him

scooching forward on the bed,

gasps,