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

a cliff

a

Cora,” Roger murmurs, frustrated but in control of the car again. “We skidded

just hit some high

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

he tells me, putting the car in park and picking up his phone,

.

phone now, speaking to the guards in the car,

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

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

across the road. We’re going to have to

with anxiety. “We can’t like… ford the river, or

eyebrow and gestures towards the water in

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

a river across

ask, a little breathless. “Between one car length and

another?”

know,” Roger replies, his voice tight as he turns in his seat and

I watch

doesn’t, his brows knit together.

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

this storm…is

words shaking.

going to get through it, Cora,” he promises, his eyes on the

in the other direction. “Do you trust me?”

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

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

crashes around us and the tree limbs whip wildly

at any

ice, I open my mouth to say

get out of

me to it. “It’s no good, Cora,” he

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 keep

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