Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Chapter 321

Chapter321 – The Storm

Cora

The weather, bizarrely, gets worse as we drive. I’m usually not skittish about driving in bad weather, by as the miles pass I feel myself getting more and more anxious. The water pounds against the windshield and thunder booms around us, lightening flashing through. the forests through which we drive.

“What the hell is this,” Roger growls, leaning forward to look up into the sky. “I can’t believe it’s lasted this long and it’s raining harder, not letting up..

“Can you even see?” I ask, my hands gripping the leather of my seat anxiously now as I

stare out the windshield in front of us. To me it looks like a vast sheet of grey water with

the occasional flare of the guard car’s brake lights ahead of us.

wwwwww

“I can see,” Roger murmurs in reply, a little annoyed, apparently, that I’d even call his skills

into question. I roll my eyes at this, but trust him there must be something about his

wolf senses that can see into the road ahead of us that my eyes cannot make out. Still,

despite my trust, I’m anxious. We could run into another car, or a fallen tree, or a lost animal at any moment – how could we even see it coming?

My phone lights up in the cupholder next to me and I release my grip on my seat to grab it,

looking at the new text from Ella. “Roger,” I say, anxious, glancing at him. “Ella says it’s not

even raining at home what –

I

–

But suddenly the car lurches, skidding sideways a little I see the diver’s wheel shift in

Roger’s hands, moving without his control – hear him curse under his breath as the car

hydroplanes and drifts at high speed to our left. I give a little shriek, pressing my eyes.

any

a cliff

come to a stop, and I peek

but in control

We just hit some high water

still freaked out, looking steadily out

me, putting the car in park and picking up his phone, glancing at the road ahead of

.

on his phone now, speaking to

other side of the flooded road, separated from us. They speak for a

Cora,” Roger says, hanging up the phone and turning to

going to have to backtrack and find a new

ask, my eyes wide with anxiety. “We can’t like… ford the river, or

towards the water in front of us, which looks like it’s

what looks like an entire

river across

fast?” I ask, a little breathless. “Between one

another?”

he turns

rising water line. I

his brows knit together.

he already knows

this storm…is

I whisper, my words shaking.

going to get through it, Cora,” he promises, his eyes on the road

in the other

do. I know it, deep down in my gut, that I trust him to get us out of this. But instead of telling him that, I just nod, sitting back tensely in my seat as we retrace the ground

down the road, though, the storm does not let

us and the tree limbs whip wildly above, threatening to come

at

ice, I open my mouth to

out of

me to it. “It’s no good, Cora,” he murmurs, glancing

ride on this road any longer in this storm – but what’s

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