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

feel the movement of the RV as much. The

front, studying maps and

they find endlessly fascinating

and leave them to it. Cora and I curl

spend our time chatting, watching movies, and napping

baby between us.

in the little sun-soaked room at the back of

sister, reconnecting with

missing from my life

broke through my window.

really over?” I ask her

sink to the horizon.

what I’m talking about – she already knows.

honestly. “I think…well, Ella, I think we picked

think we’re going to have to snatch at moments

we have them because the next challenge is

to

always going to try

baby, trailing a little finger down his

I ask quietly. ” Did we choose

We picked this…should we have

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

her smiling and shaking

was a nanny – I was

live

she says, waving a hand at me in dismissal. “That was

always going to be a mom,” she

to the side, “but…you

of makes sense that you ended

door for you to help thousands when he is king,

was always your

say, considering what she’s saying.

was perhaps always the life I wanted, even

I

she adds, her voice dropping lower. “I’m

my fated mate,”

eyes going wide. ” But you’re

frowning. “But… Ella, this thing

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

that.”

you feel a mating bond snap

says, turning back to me. “But Roger said it first, when

– that day when we

motel.”

happened that day, and she blushes a little

eagerly, wanting to know.

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

choose you as my mate. Just…that

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

chosen mate, and I know that what’s between

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

you ask him about

says,

“Why not?”

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

scooching forward

she gasps,