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

not feel the movement of the RV as much. The boys

up front, studying maps and discussing

things. they find endlessly fascinating for some

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

watching

baby between us.

in the little sun-soaked

and talking with my sister, reconnecting with her and with

life

broke through my window.

over?” I ask her in a quiet moment

sink to the horizon.

bother to ask me what I’m talking about – she

“I think…well, Ella, I

going to have to snatch at

them because the next challenge

going to have to fight to make that peace in our lives,

to try to

down at my napping baby, trailing a little finger down

ask quietly. ” Did we choose wrong?

fated mates. We picked

Cora laughs, and I look up at her in surprise

shaking her head at

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

live

a hand at me in dismissal. “That was

always

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

sense that you

for you to help thousands when he is king,

that was

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

perhaps always the

sometimes that I wanted

her voice dropping lower. “I’m actually…I’m

isn’t my fated mate,”

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

frowning. “But… Ella,

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

that.”

feel a mating bond snap into place?”

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

day when

motel.”

her, knowing what happened that day, and she blushes

eagerly, wanting

giving a little shrug.

Not I choose you as my mate.

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

what’s between us is far beyond

But still – it’s an experience I’ll

you ask him about

she says, shrugging

“Why not?”

don’t

say simply, scooching forward

gasps,