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.

whole body tense – anticipating at any

off a cliff

a

Cora,” Roger murmurs, frustrated but in control of the car

okay. We just hit some high water

I gasp, still freaked out, looking steadily

me, putting the car in park and picking up his phone, glancing at the road ahead of us. “I don’t know how, though, it looks

.

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

stopped on the other side of the flooded road, separated from us. They speak for a few moments, trying to

Cora,” Roger says, hanging up the phone and turning to me. “They

We’re going to have

anxiety. “We can’t like… ford the river,

gestures towards the water in front of us, which

As I watch, what looks like an

across the

ask, a little breathless. “Between one car length

another?”

don’t know,” Roger replies, his voice tight as he turns

line. I watch him, waiting for him to continue,

his brows knit together.

he already knows what I’m just now figuring out.

this storm…is not

I whisper, my words shaking. “What’s

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

heads in the other direction. “Do you trust

get us out of this. But instead of telling him that, I just nod, sitting back tensely in my seat as we retrace the

crossed. Even as we drive back down the

crashes around us and the tree limbs whip wildly above, threatening to

at any moment.

sized pieces of ice, I open my mouth to say we need to

get out of this

no good, Cora,” he murmurs, glancing at me. “We have to

on this road any longer in this storm – but what’s waiting for us when we stop? Something is fighting to keep us here. What

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