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

I might not feel the movement of

maps and discussing ridiculous

endlessly fascinating for some

it. Cora and I curl up

chatting, watching movies, and napping

baby between us.

the little sun-soaked room

with my sister, reconnecting

been missing from my life since that terrible

broke through my window.

her in a

sink to the horizon.

ask me what I’m talking about – she already knows.

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

I think we’re going to have to snatch at

have them because the next

have to fight to make that peace in our

is always going to try

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

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

We picked this…should we

and I look

her smiling and shaking her

Cora, I was a

to live quietly alone with

hand at me in dismissal. “That was just the start

always going to be a mom,” she

to the side, “but…you were

kind of makes sense that you

to help thousands when he is

that was always your

saying. And I guess…well, I guess

the life I wanted, even if

I wanted

adds, her voice dropping

my fated

going wide. ” But you’re a

frowning. “But… Ella, this

I don’t…know how to explain it

that.”

a mating bond snap into place?” I ask,

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

that day

motel.”

what happened that day, and she blushes a little and

lean forward eagerly, wanting to know. “What

a little shrug. “But the

you as my

I say, impressed, a little jealous. I have

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

But still –

ask

she says,

“Why not?”

the idea. I don’t want him to tell

simply, scooching forward

gasps, grabbing