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

studying maps and discussing

they find endlessly

leave them to it. Cora

chatting, watching movies, and napping

baby between us.

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

talking with my sister, reconnecting with

I’ve been missing from my life since that terrible day when

broke through my window.

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

sink to the horizon.

I’m talking about –

“I think…well,

we’re going to have

the next challenge

going to have to fight to make that peace in

is always going to try to steal

napping baby, trailing

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

We picked this…should we have chosen

simpler life,” Cora laughs, and I look up

her smiling and shaking her

I was

mom, to live quietly alone with my

waving a hand at me in dismissal. “That was just the

story, Ella, always. Yes, you were always

“but…you were never going to stop

kind of makes sense that you ended up being such

opens a door for you to help thousands when he

was always your

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

perhaps always the life I wanted, even if

that I

she adds, her voice dropping

my fated

ask, my eyes going wide. ” But you’re

frowning. “But… Ella, this thing

I don’t…know

that.”

bond

don’t know,” she says, turning back to me. “But Roger said it first, when

in that rainstorm – that day when

motel.”

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

eagerly, wanting to know. “What did

I was his mate,” Cora replies, giving a

you as

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

know that what’s between us

– it’s

ask

she says,

“Why not?”

I don’t want

simply, scooching forward on the bed,

gasps, grabbing my