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. The boys

up front, studying maps and

endlessly fascinating for some weird boy

leave them to it. Cora and I curl

chatting, watching movies,

baby between us.

being a wonderful day in the

my sister, reconnecting with her and

I’ve been missing from my life since

broke through my window.

all really over?” I ask her in a quiet moment

sink to the horizon.

ask me what I’m talking about – she

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

going to have to snatch at moments

because the next challenge is

fight to make

going to try to steal

napping baby, trailing a

Did we choose wrong? I mean –

mates. We picked this…should we

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

shaking

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

to live quietly

a hand at me in

Ella, always. Yes, you were always going to

the side, “but…you were never going to

of makes sense that you ended

He opens a door for you to help

was always

say, considering what she’s saying. And

perhaps always the life I wanted,

sometimes that I wanted a simple

also,” she adds, her voice dropping lower.

my fated

wide. ” But you’re a

she says, frowning. “But… Ella, this thing

really big. I don’t…know how to

that.”

feel a mating bond snap

know,” she says, turning back to

out in that rainstorm – that day when we had to stop at

motel.”

at her, knowing what happened that

eyes. But I lean forward eagerly, wanting to know.

replies, giving a little shrug. “But the way he

definitive. Not I choose you

impressed, a little jealous. I have no hesitations

what’s

still – it’s an experience

you ask

she says, shrugging

“Why not?”

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

go ask -” I say simply, scooching forward on

gasps, grabbing my