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.

tense – anticipating at any

a cliff

we just slow, and then come to a stop, and

but in control of

okay. We just hit some

freaked out,

through it,” he tells me, putting the car in park and picking up his phone, glancing at the

.

his phone now, speaking to

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

the phone and turning to

across the road. We’re going to have to backtrack and

my eyes wide with anxiety. “We

water in front of us, which

what looks like an entire tree floats by what

a river across the

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

another?”

replies, his voice tight as he turns in his seat

line. I watch

doesn’t, his brows

he already knows

this storm…is

words shaking. “What’s happening?”

promises, his eyes on the road

heads in the other direction. “Do

to get us out of this. But instead of telling him that, I just nod, sitting back tensely in my

the road, though,

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

us at

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

out of this

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

sure, I don’t want to ride on this road any longer in this

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