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 the RV as much. The

maps and discussing ridiculous things

things. they find endlessly fascinating for some weird boy

shrug and leave them to it. Cora and

watching

baby between us.

a wonderful day in the little sun-soaked room at the back

and talking with my sister, reconnecting

life since that

broke through my window.

really over?” I ask her in a quiet moment

sink to the horizon.

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

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

I think we’re going to have to snatch at

them because the next challenge is always

fight to make that

always going to

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

ask quietly. ” Did we choose wrong? I mean – neither

fated mates. We picked this…should we have

and I look

her smiling and shaking her head at

” Cora, I was a nanny – I was ready

live quietly

hand at me in dismissal. “That

were always going

to the side, “but…you were never going to

it kind of makes sense that you ended up being

to help thousands when he is

was always your

I say, considering what she’s saying. And

the life I wanted, even if I want

sometimes that I wanted a simple

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

my fated mate,” she says,

I ask, my eyes going wide. ” But you’re a

she says, frowning. “But… Ella,

“It feels really big. I don’t…know

that.”

you feel a mating bond snap into place?”

turning back to

in that rainstorm – that day

motel.”

what happened that day, and she blushes a

eyes. But I lean forward eagerly, wanting to

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

choose you as my

little jealous. I

chosen mate, and I know that what’s between

fated mate. But still –

ask

says, shrugging

“Why not?”

“I…like the idea. I don’t want him to tell me

say simply, scooching forward on the bed, ready to

she gasps,