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 moment that we’ll slam into

off a cliff –

come to a stop, and

Roger murmurs, frustrated but in control

okay. We just hit some high

the other car?” I gasp, still freaked out, looking steadily out the

putting the car in park and picking up his phone,

.

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

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

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

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

anxiety. “We can’t like…

the water in front of

watch, what looks like

a river across the road.

ask, a little

another?”

voice tight as he turns

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

his brows knit together.

that he already knows

storm…is not natural.

my words shaking. “What’s happening?”

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

the other direction. “Do you trust

I trust him to get us out of this. But instead of telling him that, I just nod, sitting back tensely

we drive back down the road, though, the storm does not let up.

limbs whip wildly above, threatening

on us at any

it starts to hail, big golf-ball sized pieces of ice,

get out of this

good, Cora,” he

don’t want to ride on this road any longer in this storm –

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