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.

any moment that we’ll slam into a tree, or

a cliff –

a stop, and I peek my

Cora,” Roger murmurs, frustrated but in control of the car

okay. We just hit some

freaked

and picking up his phone, glancing at the road

.

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

separated from us. They speak for a few moments, trying to

hanging up the phone and turning to me. “They

road. We’re going to have to

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

towards the water in front of us, which

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

river across the

fast?” I ask, a little breathless. “Between one car length and

another?”

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

water line. I

he doesn’t, his brows

that he already knows what

storm…is not natural.

my words shaking. “What’s happening?”

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

heads in the other direction. “Do you trust

gut, that I trust him to get us out of this. But instead of telling him that, I just nod, sitting back tensely in my seat as we retrace the ground

as we drive back down the road, though,

tree limbs whip wildly

on us at any moment.

hail, big golf-ball sized pieces of ice, I open

out of

good, Cora,” he murmurs, glancing at me. “We have

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 us here. What

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