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.

at any moment that we’ll slam into a tree,

off a cliff

slow, and then come to a stop,

in control of the car again.

we’re okay. We just hit

still freaked out, looking steadily

he tells me, putting the car in park and picking up his phone, glancing

.

ahead of us. Roger’s on his phone now, speaking

the flooded road, separated from us. They speak for a few moments, trying to figure out a plan,

the phone and turning to me.

road. We’re going to have to backtrack and find a

I ask, my eyes wide with anxiety. “We can’t

towards the water in front of us, which looks like

by the minute. As I watch, what looks like an

across

happen so fast?” I ask, a little breathless. “Between one car length and

another?”

he turns in his

from the rising water line. I watch

doesn’t, his brows knit together.

he already knows

this storm…is not

I whisper, my words shaking. “What’s happening?”

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

other

But instead of

we drive back down the road,

limbs whip wildly above, threatening

at any

hail, big golf-ball sized pieces of ice, I

out of this

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

that for sure, I don’t want to ride on this road any longer in this storm –

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