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

the movement of the

and

endlessly fascinating for some

them to it. Cora and I

time chatting, watching movies,

baby between us.

in the little

talking with my sister, reconnecting with her and with

from my life since that terrible day when

broke through my window.

think it’s all really over?” I ask her in a

sink to the horizon.

ask me what I’m talking about – she already

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

I think we’re going to have to snatch

because the next challenge is always coming. And

to make that peace in our

is always going to try to steal it

sigh, looking down at my napping baby, trailing a little finger

” Did we choose wrong? I

fated mates. We picked this…should we have chosen

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

and shaking her head

” Cora, I was a nanny – I was ready to be

to live quietly

at me in dismissal. “That was just the start

Yes, you were always going to be a mom,” she

side, “but…you were never going

makes sense that you ended up

for you to help thousands when

was

what she’s saying. And I

the life I wanted, even if I

that I

also,” she adds, her 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

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

that.”

mating bond snap into

to me. “But Roger said

out in that rainstorm – that day when we

motel.”

at her, knowing what happened that day, and she blushes a little and

eyes. But I lean forward eagerly, wanting

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

you as my mate. Just…that I

impressed, a little jealous. I have no hesitations about

that what’s between us is far beyond

mate. But still – it’s an

ask him

says,

“Why not?”

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

say simply, scooching forward on the bed,

she gasps,