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.

tense – anticipating at any moment that we’ll

a cliff

and then come to a stop, and I peek my eyes

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

okay. We just hit some high

gasp, still freaked

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

.

on his phone now, speaking

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

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

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

anxiety. “We can’t like…

gestures towards the water in front

As I watch, what looks like

across the

I ask, a little breathless. “Between

another?”

Roger replies, his voice tight as he turns in his seat and

the rising water line. I watch him,

he doesn’t, his brows knit together.

he already knows what I’m just

storm…is not natural.

whisper, my words shaking. “What’s

get through it, Cora,” he promises, his

other direction. “Do

But instead of telling him that, I just nod, sitting back tensely

down the road, though, the storm does

limbs whip wildly

us at any moment.

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

out

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

breathe, somehow at once more anxious and simultaneously relieved. I want to stop I know that for sure, I don’t want to ride on this road any longer

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