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.

– anticipating at any moment

a

just slow, and then come to a stop, and I peek my eyes open.

all right, Cora,” Roger murmurs, frustrated but in control of the

okay. We just hit

freaked out, looking steadily

car in park and picking up his phone, glancing

.

Roger’s on his phone now, speaking to the guards in

for a few moments, trying to figure out a plan, but they don’t come up with

hanging up the

the road. We’re going to have to backtrack and find a new route.”

anxiety. “We can’t like… ford the river, or whatever?”

gestures towards the water in front of us, which looks like

like an entire tree floats by what is quickly.

across the

a

another?”

know,” Roger replies, his voice tight as he turns in his seat and puts the car in

I watch him, waiting for him to continue,

doesn’t, his brows knit together.

realize that he already

storm…is not natural.

whisper, my words

through it, Cora,” he promises, his eyes

other direction. “Do you trust me?”

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

as we drive back down the road, though, the storm does not

and the tree limbs

at

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

get out of

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

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

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