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.

anticipating at any moment that we’ll slam into

a cliff

slow, and then come to a stop, and I peek my eyes

but in control of the

We just

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

park and picking up his phone, glancing at the road ahead of us. “I don’t know how,

.

his phone now, speaking to the guards in

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

hanging up the

have to backtrack and

anxiety. “We can’t like… ford the river, or whatever?”

towards the water

watch, what looks like

river across

I ask, a little breathless.

another?”

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

I watch

he doesn’t, his

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

this storm…is

I whisper, my words shaking. “What’s

his

other direction. “Do you trust me?”

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

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

tree limbs whip

at any

big golf-ball sized pieces of ice, I

out

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

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 waiting for us when we

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