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

feel the movement of the RV

and

find endlessly fascinating

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

spend our time chatting, watching movies, and napping lightly

baby between us.

up being a wonderful day in the little

laughing and talking with my sister, reconnecting with her and

from my life since that

broke through my window.

over?” I ask her in a quiet moment as the

sink to the horizon.

me what I’m talking about – she already knows.

honestly. “I think…well,

we’re going to have to snatch at moments of

we have them because the next challenge is always coming. And

fight to make that peace in our lives,

to try to steal it

my napping baby, trailing

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

We picked this…should we have chosen

a simpler life,” Cora laughs, and I look up at

shaking her head

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

to live quietly

at me in

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

side, “but…you were never going to stop

of makes sense that you ended up being such

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

was always

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

right. That this was perhaps always the life

I wanted

she adds, her voice dropping

isn’t my fated mate,” she

eyes going wide. ” But you’re a

“But… Ella, this

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

that.”

feel a mating bond snap into place?” I ask,

to me. “But Roger said it first, when

day when we had to stop at

motel.”

that day, and

forward eagerly,

replies, giving a little

choose you as my mate.

say, impressed, a little jealous. I have no

that what’s between us is far beyond

fated mate. But still – it’s an

you ask him about

she says,

“Why not?”

I don’t want him to tell me that

I say simply, scooching forward on the bed, ready

gasps,