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

a cliff

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

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

okay. We just hit some high water

I gasp, still freaked out, looking steadily out the

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

.

now,

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

the phone

have to backtrack and find

my eyes wide with anxiety. “We can’t like… ford

gestures towards the water in front of us, which looks like

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

river across

I ask, a little

another?”

voice tight as he turns in his seat and puts the

line. I watch him, waiting for him to

his brows

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

this storm…is not natural.

I whisper, my words shaking. “What’s happening?”

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

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

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

the road, though, the storm

around us and the tree limbs

on us at any

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

out of this

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

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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