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

maps and discussing ridiculous things

mileage things. they find endlessly fascinating

Cora and I curl up in the incredibly

our time chatting, watching movies, and

baby between us.

being a wonderful day in the little sun-soaked

sister, reconnecting with

my life since that terrible

broke through my window.

you think it’s all really over?” I ask her in a

sink to the horizon.

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

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

we’re going to have to snatch

the next challenge

have to fight to make

always going to try

my napping baby, trailing a

” Did we choose wrong? I

fated mates. We picked this…should we have chosen

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

her smiling and shaking

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

live quietly

hand at me in dismissal.

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

head to the side, “but…you were never

of makes sense that you ended up being such

opens a door for you to help thousands when he

was always your

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

was perhaps always the life I wanted,

I wanted

her voice dropping

fated mate,” she says,

ask, my eyes going wide.

Ella, this

really big. I

that.”

mating bond snap into place?” I ask,

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

out in that rainstorm – that day when

motel.”

knowing what happened that day,

But I lean forward eagerly, wanting to know.

Cora replies, giving a little

Not I choose you

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

what’s between us is far

But still – it’s an experience I’ll never have. “Well,”

“did you ask him about

says, shrugging

“Why not?”

“I…like the idea. I don’t

scooching forward

she gasps,