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

a cliff –

a stop, and I peek my

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

just hit some

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

his phone, glancing at the road ahead of us. “I don’t know how, though,

.

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

flooded road, separated from us. They speak for a few

good, Cora,” Roger says, hanging up the phone and turning to me. “They can’t

going to have to backtrack and find

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

raises an eyebrow and gestures towards the water in front of us, which looks like it’s

minute. As I watch, what looks like an entire tree

river across the road.

that happen so fast?” I ask, a little breathless. “Between one car length

another?”

replies, his voice tight as he turns in his seat and puts the

the rising water line. I watch

doesn’t, his brows

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

this storm…is

I whisper, my words

his eyes

the other direction. “Do you trust me?”

down in my gut, that I trust him to get us out of this. But

drive back down the road, though, the storm does not

the tree limbs whip wildly

on us at any moment.

big golf-ball sized pieces of ice, I

get out of this

“It’s no good, Cora,” he

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

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