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

the movement of the RV as much. The

studying maps and discussing ridiculous things like

endlessly fascinating for some weird boy

it. Cora and I curl up in

watching movies,

baby between us.

in the little sun-soaked room at the back of

laughing and talking with my sister, reconnecting with

been missing from my life

broke through my window.

ask her in a quiet moment as the sun starts

sink to the horizon.

ask me what I’m talking about – she already knows.

me honestly. “I think…well,

lives. I think we’re going to have to

them because the next challenge is always

to fight to make

going to try to steal it

napping baby, trailing a little finger down his

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

We picked this…should we have chosen

and I look up at

and shaking her head at

Cora, I was a nanny –

single mom, to live

me in dismissal. “That was just

always going to be a

“but…you were never going

of makes sense that you ended up being such a good

a door for you to help thousands

was

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

perhaps always the life I wanted, even if I

sometimes that I

she adds, her voice dropping lower.

fated mate,” she

ask, my eyes going wide. ”

frowning. “But… Ella, this thing

head. “It feels really big. I don’t…know how to

that.”

mating bond

she says, turning back to me.

day when we had to stop at the

motel.”

happened that day, and she blushes a little

lean forward eagerly, wanting to know. “What

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

you

little jealous.

I know that what’s between us

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

you ask

says, shrugging

“Why not?”

I don’t want him to tell

go ask -” I say simply, scooching forward on the

she gasps, grabbing my