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.

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

off a cliff

come to a stop, and I peek my eyes

murmurs, frustrated but in control of the

just hit some

I gasp, still freaked

in park and picking up his phone, glancing at the

.

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

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

says, hanging up the phone and turning to me. “They can’t

the road. We’re going to have to backtrack and find a new route.”

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

and gestures towards the water in front of us, which

watch, what looks like an

across the

did that happen so fast?” I ask, a little breathless. “Between one car

another?”

tight as he turns in his seat and puts the car in

water line. I watch him, waiting

he doesn’t, his brows knit

suddenly, I realize that he already knows

this storm…is not

words shaking. “What’s happening?”

it, Cora,” he promises, his eyes on the

heads in the other direction. “Do you trust me?”

out of this. But instead of telling

drive back down the road,

and the tree limbs whip

on us at any moment.

big golf-ball sized pieces of ice, I open my mouth to

get out of this

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 us when we stop?

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