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

might not feel the movement of

front, studying maps and discussing ridiculous

things. they find endlessly

and leave them to it. Cora and

chatting, watching movies, and

baby between us.

wonderful day in the little sun-soaked room at the

my sister, reconnecting with her

from my life since

broke through my window.

all really over?” I ask her in a

sink to the horizon.

to ask me what I’m talking

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

going to have to

because the next challenge is always coming. And

to have to fight to make that peace

is always going to

down at my napping baby, trailing a little finger down his

” Did we choose wrong? I mean –

We picked this…should we

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

shaking

I was a nanny – I was

mom, to live

at me

story, Ella, always. Yes, you were always

side, “but…you were never going

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

you to help

was always

what she’s saying. And I

always the

that I wanted

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

isn’t my fated mate,”

wide. ” But you’re

she says, frowning. “But… Ella, this thing between us,”

feels really big. I

that.”

you feel a mating bond snap into place?” I

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

that day when we

motel.”

her, knowing what happened that day, and

forward eagerly, wanting to know. “What did

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

you as

jealous. I have no hesitations about Sinclair

and I know that what’s between us is far

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

ask

she says, shrugging

“Why not?”

the idea. I don’t want him to

ask -” I say simply, scooching forward

gasps,