#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?”

a shrug.” Guess we have

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

much. The boys all stay together up front, studying maps and discussing ridiculous things like terrain and gas mileage things. they find endlessly fascinating for some weird boy reason. But I shrug

with my sister, reconnecting with her and with the peace that I’ve

it’s all really over?” I ask her in a quiet moment as the sun starts to

mates with big lives. I think we’re going to have to snatch at moments of peace whenever we have them because the next challenge is always coming. And that we’re going to have

quietly. ” Did we choose wrong? I mean –

up at her in surprise to see her smiling and

nanny – I was

be a mom,” she says, cocking her head to the side, “but…you were never going to stop helping people. I think it kind of makes sense that you

she’s saying. And I guess…well, I guess I think she’s right. That this was perhaps always the life I wanted, even if

also,” she adds, her voice dropping lower. “I’m actually…I’m not sure if Roger isn’t my fated

my eyes going wide. ” But you’re a

thing between us,” she says, shaking her head. “It feels really

you feel a mating bond

first, when we were

she blushes a little and rolls her eyes. But I lean forward eagerly, wanting to know. “What did

little shrug. “But the way he said

have no hesitations about Sinclair as my chosen mate, and I know that what’s between us is far beyond

she says, shrugging

“Why not?”

the idea. I don’t want him to tell me that I’m not.” “Well, I’ll go

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