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.

whole body tense – anticipating at any moment

a cliff

slow, and then come to a stop, and I

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

okay. We just hit some high

gasp, still freaked out, looking

picking up his phone, glancing at the

.

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

of the flooded road, separated from us. They speak for a few moments, trying to figure out a plan, but they don’t come up with much.

up the phone

road. We’re going to have to backtrack

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

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

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

river across the road.

I ask, a little breathless. “Between one car

another?”

replies, his voice tight as he turns in his

I

doesn’t, his brows knit

that he already knows what I’m just now figuring

storm…is

words

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

heads in the other direction. “Do

do. I know it, deep down in my gut, that I trust him to get us out of this. But instead of telling him that, I just nod,

Even as we drive back down the road, though,

around us and the tree limbs whip wildly above, threatening to

us at any moment.

it starts to hail, big golf-ball sized pieces of ice, I open my

out

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

breathe, somehow at once more anxious and simultaneously 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

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