Surrogate For Alpha Dom

Chapter 386

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

feel the movement of the

maps and

find endlessly

them to it. Cora and

watching movies,

baby between us.

in the little

sister, reconnecting

life since that

broke through my window.

really over?” I ask her in

sink to the horizon.

I’m talking about –

“I think…well, Ella,

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

we have them because the next challenge is always

have to fight to make that peace

to

down at my napping baby, trailing a little

Did we choose wrong?

fated mates. We picked this…should we have chosen

don’t want a simpler life,” Cora laughs, and I look up at her

shaking her

I was

mom, to live

a hand at me in dismissal.

were always going to be

the side, “but…you were never

kind of makes sense that you ended

He opens a door for you to help

was always your

say, considering what she’s saying. And I guess…well, I

right. That this was perhaps always the life I

sometimes that I

voice dropping lower.

fated

ask, my eyes going wide. ”

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

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

that.”

you feel a mating bond snap into

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

day

motel.”

happened that day, and she blushes a little and

forward eagerly, wanting to know. “What did he

his mate,” Cora replies, giving a little shrug.

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

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

what’s between

mate. But still – it’s

you ask him

she says,

“Why not?”

I don’t want him

I say simply, scooching forward on the bed,

she gasps, grabbing my

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