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 that we’ll slam into a tree,

off a cliff –

just slow, and then come to a stop, and I peek

in control

we’re okay. We just hit

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

through it,” he tells me, putting the car in park and picking up his phone, glancing at the road ahead of us. “I don’t

.

road ahead of us. Roger’s on his phone now, speaking to the guards in the car, who

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

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

to have to backtrack and find a

ask, my eyes wide with anxiety. “We can’t like… ford the river, or

and gestures towards the water in front of us,

what looks like an

across

a little breathless. “Between

another?”

voice tight as he turns in

away from the rising water line. I

he doesn’t, his brows knit together.

then, suddenly, I realize that he already knows what I’m just

storm…is not natural.

whisper, my words

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

in the other direction. “Do you

I do. I know it, deep down in my gut, that I trust him to get us out of this. But instead of telling him that,

the road, though, the storm does not let up.

and the tree limbs whip wildly above,

at any

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

out of

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

that for sure, I don’t want to ride on

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255