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

movement of

front, studying maps and discussing ridiculous things like

things. they find endlessly fascinating for some

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

our time chatting, watching movies, and napping lightly with

baby between us.

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

sister, reconnecting with

missing from my life since that terrible day

broke through my window.

her

sink to the horizon.

ask me what I’m talking

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

I think we’re going to have

next challenge is always

have to fight to make that peace in our lives,

going to try to steal it

sigh, looking down at my napping baby, trailing a little finger down his

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

We picked this…should

simpler life,” Cora laughs, and I look up at her in surprise

her smiling and shaking her head at

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

single mom, to live quietly

waving a hand at me in dismissal. “That was

always going

to the side, “but…you were never going

that you ended up

to help thousands

was always your

saying. And I guess…well, I

this was perhaps always the life I

sometimes that I wanted a simple

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

my fated mate,”

my eyes going wide. ” But

know,” she says, frowning. “But… Ella, this

“It feels really big. I

that.”

bond

to me. “But Roger said it

that day when we had to

motel.”

happened that day, and she blushes a little and

lean forward eagerly, wanting to know.

giving a little

you as my mate.

a little jealous. I

what’s between us is far beyond

with his own fated mate. But still – it’s an experience I’ll never have.

“did you ask

she says,

“Why not?”

idea. I don’t want him to tell

scooching forward on

gasps,