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

I might not feel the movement of the RV as much.

up front, studying maps and discussing

endlessly fascinating for

it. Cora and

watching movies, and napping lightly

baby between us.

ends up being a wonderful day in the

talking with my sister, reconnecting with her and with

life

broke through my window.

really over?” I ask her in a

sink to the horizon.

bother to ask me what I’m talking about

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

going to have to

next challenge is always

to make that peace in

going to

down at my napping baby, trailing a little finger down his

quietly. ” Did we choose wrong? I mean –

mates. We picked this…should we have

don’t want a simpler life,” Cora laughs, and I look up at her in

shaking her head

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

single mom, to live quietly alone

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

Yes, you were always going to be a mom,”

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

kind of makes sense that you ended up being such a

for you to help

that was always

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

That this was perhaps always the

I

dropping

isn’t my fated mate,” she

going wide. ” But you’re

says, frowning. “But… Ella, this thing

really big. I don’t…know how to explain it except

that.”

feel a mating bond snap

to me. “But Roger said it first,

day when we had to

motel.”

happened that day, and she blushes a

I lean forward eagerly, wanting

mate,” Cora replies, giving a little shrug. “But the way

definitive. Not I choose you as

a little jealous. I have no hesitations about

know that what’s between us is far beyond anything

– it’s

you ask

says, shrugging

“Why not?”

don’t

scooching forward

she gasps, grabbing my