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

up front, studying maps and

find endlessly fascinating for some weird boy

and leave them to it. Cora and

and spend our time chatting, watching movies, and napping lightly

baby between us.

in the little sun-soaked room at the

laughing and talking with my sister, reconnecting with her and with

missing from my life since that terrible day when

broke through my window.

it’s all really over?” I ask her

sink to the horizon.

I’m talking about –

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

big lives. I think we’re going to

because the next challenge is always coming. And

to have to fight to

always going to try to steal it

baby, trailing a little

we dumb?” I ask quietly. ” Did we

our fated mates. We picked this…should we

life,” Cora laughs, and I

and shaking

Cora, I was

single mom, to live quietly alone with my

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

you were always going to be a

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

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

a door for you to help thousands when he is

that was always your

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

That this was perhaps always the life I wanted,

I wanted a simple

dropping lower. “I’m

my fated mate,” she says,

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

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

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

that.”

mating bond snap into place?”

to me. “But Roger said

rainstorm – that day

motel.”

happened that day, and she blushes

eagerly, wanting to know. “What did he

a little shrug. “But the

you as my mate. Just…that

a little jealous. I have

I know that what’s

his own fated mate. But still – it’s an experience

you ask him

she says,

“Why not?”

I don’t want him to tell me that I’m

I say simply, scooching forward on the bed, ready to jump

she gasps, grabbing