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

of the RV as much. The

up front, studying maps and

things. they find endlessly fascinating

them to it. Cora and I curl

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

baby between us.

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

and talking with my sister, reconnecting

life since that

broke through my window.

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

sink to the horizon.

ask me what I’m talking about – she

“I think…well, Ella,

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

next challenge is always coming. And

going to have to fight to make that peace in our

going to

down at my napping baby,

I ask quietly. ” Did we choose wrong? I mean

We picked this…should we have

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

shaking

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

to live

hand at me in

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

head to the side, “but…you

it kind of makes sense that you ended up being such a

you to help thousands when he is king,

that was always

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

the life I wanted, even

that I wanted a simple

dropping lower. “I’m

fated mate,” she

eyes going wide. ” But

Ella, this thing between

“It feels really big. I don’t…know how to explain it except

that.”

a mating bond snap into place?”

to me. “But Roger said it first,

– that day

motel.”

happened that day, and she

eagerly, wanting to know.

Cora replies, giving a little shrug. “But the way he

definitive. Not I choose you as

impressed, a little jealous. I have no

what’s between us is far beyond

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

ask him

says,

“Why not?”

“I…like the idea. I don’t want him to

I say simply, scooching forward on the bed,

gasps,