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 boys all

studying maps and discussing

endlessly fascinating for some

shrug and leave them to it. Cora and I curl up

time chatting, watching movies, and napping lightly

baby between us.

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

my sister, reconnecting with

my life since that

broke through my window.

it’s all really over?” I ask her in

sink to the horizon.

to ask me what I’m talking about –

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

to have

have them because the next challenge

fight to make that peace in

going to

looking down at my napping baby, trailing a little

ask quietly. ” Did we choose wrong? I mean

We picked this…should

Cora laughs, and I look up at her in surprise

smiling and shaking

sitting up straight, ” Cora, I was a

live quietly alone with my

hand at me in dismissal.

Yes, you were always

head to the side, “but…you

sense that

door for you to

was always your

she’s saying. And I guess…well, I

always the life I wanted, even

sometimes that I wanted

also,” she adds, her voice dropping lower. “I’m actually…I’m not sure

my fated

wide.

frowning. “But… Ella, this

“It feels really big. I don’t…know

that.”

bond snap into place?” I ask,

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

that rainstorm – that day when we had

motel.”

that

I lean forward eagerly, wanting

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

I choose you as my

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

chosen mate, and I know that what’s between us is far beyond

–

you ask

she says, shrugging

“Why not?”

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

scooching forward on

gasps, grabbing my