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

studying maps and discussing ridiculous things like terrain

find endlessly fascinating

shrug and leave them to it. Cora and I curl

time chatting, watching

baby between us.

day in the little sun-soaked room at

sister, reconnecting

been missing from my life since

broke through my window.

her in a quiet moment as

sink to the horizon.

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

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

to have to snatch at moments

them because the next challenge

to fight to make that peace in our

always going to

looking down at my napping baby, trailing a

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

We picked this…should we have chosen

a simpler life,” Cora laughs, and I look up at her in surprise

and shaking her

I was a nanny – I was ready

mom, to live quietly

at me in

Yes, you were always going to be a

her head to the side, “but…you were never going to stop

of makes sense that you ended

Dominic. He opens a door for you to help thousands when

was

say, considering what she’s saying. And

was perhaps always the life I wanted, even

sometimes that I wanted

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

fated mate,” she

eyes going wide. ” But you’re a

Ella, this thing between

big. I don’t…know

that.”

mating bond snap into place?”

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

day when

motel.”

that day, and she blushes

lean forward eagerly, wanting to

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

you as my

little jealous.

know that what’s

with his own fated mate. But still – it’s an experience I’ll

ask

says, shrugging

“Why not?”

she sighs. “I…like the idea. I don’t

I say simply, scooching

gasps, grabbing