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

maps and discussing ridiculous things like

mileage things. they find endlessly fascinating for some weird

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

watching movies, and napping lightly

baby between us.

a wonderful day in the little sun-soaked room at the back

with my sister, reconnecting with her

I’ve been missing from my life since that terrible day when

broke through my window.

I ask her in a

sink to the horizon.

I’m talking about – she already knows.

“I

we’re going to have to snatch

the next challenge is always

going to have to fight to make that peace

is always going to try

down at my napping baby, trailing a little finger

I ask quietly. ” Did we choose wrong? I mean

picked

simpler life,” Cora laughs, and I look

shaking her head at

I was a nanny – I was ready to

single mom, to live quietly

she says, waving a hand at me in dismissal.

you were always going to be

the side, “but…you were

kind of makes sense that you

a door for you to help thousands when he is king, and

that was always your

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

perhaps always the life I wanted, even if I

that I wanted

voice dropping lower. “I’m actually…I’m not sure

isn’t my fated mate,”

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

frowning. “But… Ella, this thing between

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

that.”

feel a mating bond

turning back to

– that day when we had to

motel.”

knowing what happened that day, and she

eagerly, wanting to

a little shrug. “But the way he said

I choose you as my mate. Just…that

impressed, a little jealous. I

chosen mate, and I know that what’s between

fated mate. But still – it’s

“did you ask him about

she says,

“Why not?”

she sighs. “I…like the idea. I don’t want him

-” I say simply, scooching forward on the bed, ready

gasps,