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 moment that we’ll slam into

a cliff

and then come to a stop, and I peek my eyes open.

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

we’re okay. We just hit some high water

still freaked out, looking steadily out the

and picking up his phone, glancing at

.

ahead of us. Roger’s on his phone now, speaking to the guards in

side of the flooded road, separated from us. They speak for a few moments, trying to figure out a plan, but they

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

road. We’re going to have

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

the water in front of us, which

what looks like an

river across the road.

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

another?”

don’t know,” Roger replies, his voice tight as he turns in his seat and puts the car

rising water line. I watch him, waiting for him

he doesn’t, his brows

suddenly, I realize that he already knows what I’m just now figuring out.

storm…is not natural.

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

he promises, his eyes on the road as

in the other direction.

us out of this. But instead of telling him

back down the road, though, the storm does

limbs whip

on us at any moment.

big golf-ball sized pieces of ice,

out of

good, Cora,” he

stop I know that for sure, I don’t want to ride on this road any

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