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

and discussing ridiculous

they find endlessly

them to it. Cora

watching

baby between us.

wonderful day in the little sun-soaked room at the

and talking with my sister, reconnecting

that I’ve been missing from my life since that terrible day when those

broke through my window.

I ask her in

sink to the horizon.

ask me what I’m talking about –

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

lives. I think we’re going to have to snatch at moments

next challenge is always coming.

have to fight to make that

is always going to try

at my napping baby, trailing a little finger down

we

We picked this…should

a simpler life,” Cora laughs, and I

and shaking

ask, sitting up straight, ” Cora, I was a nanny – I was

single mom, to live quietly alone

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

always going to

the side, “but…you were never going to stop

sense that you ended up being such

you to help thousands when he is king,

was always your

what she’s saying. And I guess…well,

this was perhaps always the life

that I

adds, her voice dropping lower. “I’m actually…I’m

isn’t my fated mate,” she

eyes going wide. ” But you’re a human

frowning. “But… Ella,

head. “It feels really big. I

that.”

mating bond snap into

she says, turning back to

that rainstorm – that day when we had to stop at the

motel.”

grin at her, knowing what happened that day, and she

eyes. But I lean forward eagerly, wanting to know.

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

definitive. Not I choose you as my mate. Just…that

a little jealous.

what’s between us is far beyond

his own fated mate. But still – it’s

you ask him about

says,

“Why not?”

the idea. I don’t want him to tell me that

-” I say simply, scooching forward on the

gasps, grabbing