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

I might not feel the movement of the RV as

studying maps and discussing ridiculous things like

they find endlessly fascinating for some

them to it. Cora and I curl up in

and spend our time chatting, watching movies, and napping lightly with

baby between us.

wonderful day in the little sun-soaked room

sister, reconnecting with her and with

my life since that terrible

broke through my window.

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

sink to the horizon.

bother to ask me what I’m talking about – she already

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

I think we’re going to have to snatch at moments of

the next challenge is always coming. And

to fight to make that

going to try to steal it

looking down at my napping baby,

” Did we choose

fated mates. We picked this…should we have

want a simpler life,” Cora laughs, and I look

shaking her head at

was a nanny – I

live quietly alone

hand at me in

were always going to be a mom,”

side, “but…you were never going to

sense that you ended up

door for you to help thousands when

that was always

she’s saying.

the life I wanted, even if I

I wanted

voice dropping

my fated mate,”

wide. ” But you’re

says, frowning. “But… Ella, this

I don’t…know how to

that.”

you feel a mating bond snap into place?”

know,” she says, turning back to me. “But Roger said

– that day when we

motel.”

at her, knowing what happened that day, and she blushes a little and

eyes. But I lean forward eagerly, wanting to know. “What did he

I was his mate,” Cora replies, giving a little shrug.

you as my mate. Just…that

little jealous. I have no hesitations about Sinclair

and I know that what’s between us is far

his own fated mate. But still – it’s an

you ask him

she says,

“Why not?”

the idea. I don’t want him

ask -” I say simply, scooching forward on the bed, ready to jump

she gasps, grabbing my