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.

my whole body tense – anticipating at any moment that we’ll

off a

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

murmurs, frustrated but in

just

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 know how, though, it looks completely flooded…”

.

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

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

the phone and turning to me. “They can’t

to have to backtrack

wide with anxiety. “We can’t like… ford the

towards the water in front

looks like an entire

a river across

happen so fast?” I ask, a

another?”

tight as he turns in his seat and puts the

rising water line. I watch him, waiting for him

his brows knit

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

storm…is not natural.

I whisper, my words shaking. “What’s

Cora,” he promises, his eyes on the road

the other direction.

this. But instead of telling him that, I just nod,

Even as we drive back down the road, though,

the tree limbs whip wildly above, threatening

on us at

big golf-ball sized pieces of ice, I

out

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

relieved. I want to 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 is fighting to

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