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

and

endlessly

shrug and leave them to it. Cora and I curl

time chatting, watching movies,

baby between us.

ends up being a wonderful day in the little sun-soaked room

and talking with my sister, reconnecting with her and with

my life since

broke through my window.

all really over?” I ask her in a quiet moment as the sun

sink to the horizon.

what I’m talking about

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

think we’re going to

the next challenge is always

fight to make that peace in our

going to

at my napping baby, trailing a little finger down

dumb?” I ask quietly. ” Did we choose wrong? I mean – neither of

We picked this…should we have chosen

Cora laughs, and I look up

and shaking her head at

straight, ” Cora, I was a nanny – I

single mom, to live quietly alone with

waving a hand at me

always going to be a mom,” she

to the side, “but…you were never

think it kind of makes sense that you

you to help

that was always

saying. And I guess…well, I guess

the life

that I

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

fated mate,” she says,

wide. ”

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

really big. I don’t…know

that.”

bond snap into place?”

to me. “But Roger

– that day when we had to stop at

motel.”

happened that day, and she blushes a

But I lean forward eagerly,

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

Not I choose you as my mate. Just…that

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

chosen mate, and I know that what’s

own fated mate. But still – it’s an experience

you ask him about

says,

“Why not?”

I don’t want him to tell me that I’m

say simply, scooching forward on the

she gasps, grabbing