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

might not feel the movement of the RV as much.

studying maps and discussing ridiculous

they find endlessly fascinating for some weird boy

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

our time chatting, watching movies, and napping lightly

baby between us.

ends up being a wonderful day in the little sun-soaked room at

sister, reconnecting

missing from my life since that terrible day when

broke through my window.

I ask her in a quiet moment as the sun starts

sink to the horizon.

I’m talking

honestly. “I

to have to snatch

have them because the next challenge

to have to fight to

is always going to try to steal it

my napping baby, trailing a little finger

dumb?” I ask quietly. ” Did we choose

our fated mates. We picked

and I look up at her in

and shaking

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

single mom, to live quietly

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

Yes, you were always going to

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

of makes sense that you ended up being such a

to help thousands when

was always your

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

perhaps always the life I wanted, even

I

she adds, her voice dropping lower. “I’m actually…I’m

my fated mate,” she

ask, my eyes going wide. ” But you’re

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

I don’t…know how to

that.”

bond snap into

turning back to me. “But Roger said it first,

out in that rainstorm – that day when we had

motel.”

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

I lean forward eagerly,

giving a little shrug. “But the way

I choose you as my mate. Just…that

a little jealous. I have no hesitations

chosen mate, and I know that what’s between us is far

But still – it’s an

ask

says, shrugging

“Why not?”

don’t want him to tell me

say simply, scooching forward on the bed, ready to

she gasps, grabbing my