Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

Chapter 322

#Chapter322 – 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

a cliff

come to a stop, and

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

we’re okay. We just hit some high water

gasp, still freaked out, looking

got through it,” he tells me, putting the car in park and picking up his phone, glancing at the road ahead of us. “I don’t know how,

.

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

other side of the flooded road, separated from us. They speak for a few moments, trying

says, hanging up the

the road. We’re going to have to

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

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

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

river across the

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

another?”

Roger replies, his voice tight as he turns in his seat

backing away from the rising water line. I watch him, waiting

he doesn’t, his brows

that he already knows

storm…is

I whisper, my words shaking.

he promises, his eyes on the road as he turns

in the other

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, sitting back tensely

drive back down the road, though, the

and the tree limbs whip wildly above, threatening to

at any

pieces of ice, I open my mouth to say we need to

out

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

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 waiting for

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