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 cliff –

to a stop, and

right, Cora,” Roger murmurs, frustrated but in

We just

I gasp, still freaked out, looking steadily out the

and picking up his phone, glancing at the road ahead

.

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

us. They speak for a few moments, trying to figure out a plan, but they don’t come up with

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

road. We’re going to have to backtrack and

wide with anxiety. “We can’t like…

raises an eyebrow and gestures towards the water in front of

I watch, what looks like an entire tree

river across the

so fast?” I ask, a little breathless. “Between

another?”

tight as he

line. I

doesn’t, his brows knit together.

he already

storm…is

whisper, my words

Cora,” he promises, his eyes on the

heads in the other direction. “Do you

my gut, that I trust him to get us out of this. But instead of telling

as we drive back down the road, though, the storm

around us and the tree limbs whip wildly above,

on us at any

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

out of this

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

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

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