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 moment that we’ll slam into a tree,

off a cliff

and then come to a stop, and I

but in control of

We just hit

gasp, still freaked out, looking

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

.

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

stopped on the other side of the flooded road, separated from us. They speak for a few moments, trying to figure out a plan, but they don’t come up with

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

to have to backtrack and find a new route.”

I ask, my eyes wide with anxiety. “We can’t

the water in front

I watch, what looks like an entire tree floats by what is quickly.

across the road.

ask, a little breathless.

another?”

he turns in his seat

rising water line. I watch him, waiting for him to

doesn’t, his brows knit together.

I realize that he already

this storm…is

I whisper, my words shaking.

get through it, Cora,” he promises, his eyes

in the other direction.

But instead of telling him that, I just

as we drive back down the

tree limbs whip wildly above, threatening

us at any

of ice, I open

get out

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

stop I know that for sure, I don’t want to ride on this road any longer in this storm – but what’s waiting for us when we stop? Something

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