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.

maps and discussing ridiculous things like

they find endlessly

and leave them to it. Cora and I

spend our time chatting, watching movies,

baby between us.

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

and talking with my sister, reconnecting with her

missing from my life since that terrible day when those

broke through my window.

ask her in a

sink to the horizon.

doesn’t bother to ask me what I’m talking about –

honestly. “I think…well, Ella,

think we’re going to have to

we have them because the next challenge is always coming.

have to fight to make that

to try to steal

down at my napping baby, trailing

I ask quietly. ” Did we choose wrong? I

We picked

Cora laughs, and I

and shaking

I was a nanny –

live quietly alone

waving a hand at me in dismissal. “That was

story, Ella, always. Yes, you were always going to be a

her head to the side, “but…you were

of makes sense that

you to help thousands when he is king,

was always

she’s saying. And I guess…well, I

the life I wanted, even

that I wanted

voice dropping lower. “I’m

isn’t my fated mate,”

eyes going wide. ”

“But… Ella, this thing

big. I don’t…know

that.”

bond

back to me. “But Roger said it first,

rainstorm – that day when

motel.”

that

eyes. But I lean forward eagerly, wanting to

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

Not I choose you as my mate. Just…that

say, impressed, a little jealous. I have no hesitations about

chosen mate, and I know that what’s

fated mate. But still – it’s an experience

ask

she says, shrugging

“Why not?”

“I…like the idea. I don’t want him to

I’ll go ask -” I say simply, scooching

gasps,